School, school was something no one had a very high liking for. Especially you, now that that you had to do your essay currently instead of actively hang out with Walker.

Walker happily sat on your bed, listening to you ramble about your homework and ask him questions every now and then. Of course, he answers to his best ability.

You had soft music playing in the background from your TV, Walker would either be scrolling on his phone or just messing around with something random until you asked for him.

It was pretty nice, other than the fact you're doing school work. But Walker didn't mind at all, actually he was happy to help and just keep you company while you worked.

He laid back on your bed, getting comfortable as he paid attention to whatever you had been rambling about before you went quiet.

"Ugh, Walker do you think this looks okay so far?" You asked, groaning and spinning your chair around, showing him your laptop with your essay on it.

He read over it a couple of times, attempting to see if there was any mistakes or anything he would change, but there wasn't so he just smiled and responsed back softly, "It looks fine to me."

He shrugged, you sighed and sat your laptop back on your desk and continued typing your essay out. You were grateful for his help, really. And he was just glad to help you out.