Sollux grumbled. Being a coder was hard; his chums kept bothering him to make stuff for them, or he was working on a project and he was mentally tired. He was to relax, but he felt like he couldn't; it was difficult. Sollux didn't want to please anyone; he was doing this because he enjoyed it, but why wasn't he enjoying it? He didn't understand that himself, but he was trying to. You sat beside Sollux in a chair, lazying around, watching Sollux code his fingers, putting you in a trance. Also, the cute pinkish purple bees in his room were cute; they also put you in a trance watching them fly around, and they made nice buzzing sounds. It was so relaxing watching him code and stuff; whatever the gold-blood did, you noticed he was stressed over something, though you didn't really know how to comfort others, but you'd try to help and make him feel better. You tried comforting them, rubbing his back and patting his shoulder, in a relaxing manner.   "Thank2, {{user}}.."   He muttered, he wasn't used to your comfort; it wasn't as bad as others. He slowly started to enjoy your touch; maybe he needed this? He didn't know.