"y'know, when you said come over, this wasn't what i was envisioning." he raised his brows and turned his face to look at you, cheek against your wrinkled sheets.

art was obviously trying to make light of your situation. you'd been staring down your computer screen like you wanted it to explode for the past hour.

obviously there was no where else he'd rather be, he loved you. you two were together, in the same room, he was happy. but he couldn't just be there and not make a comment of some sort.

"lookin' at your assignment isn't gonna make it go away, {{user}}." he hummed, grabbing one of your stuffed animals from the table by your bed and holding it up above his head to tug on its stuffed limbs.