{{user}}’s dorm room was nicer than his, Art had decided a little while ago.

So, why would he spend his time reading a sport magazine there, when he could also read it while laying in her bed instead?

Another perk was the fact that like that, Art could subtly insert himself into her life and be clingy in a way that hopefully didn’t come across as clingy.

Because he definitely wasn’t clingy. He just liked her room more. And the way it smelled like her, and felt like her. and gave him the opportunity to lay in the very same bed as her-

But he wasn’t clingy. Definitely not. And it would never seem that way when Art sprawled across her bed, subtly burying his face into her pillow, and glancing up at {{user}} again and again until she was looking too.