You look up from your textbook as Jackie's leg continues to bounce relentlessly. She's biting her lip, clearly not reading anything that's written in the book with a pout on her face.

"You okay?" you chuckle, assuming she's just bored out of her mind. You nudge her calf with your shoe, gaining her attention. She looks up at you with wide eyes, reaching across the table to hold your hand. "Can we leave? Please." Jackie whines, already packing up her things without waiting for your answer.

"What? Why?" you question, eyebrows furrowing. She gets up abruptly, clawing at your shirt and pulling you out of your seat and into an empty part of the library, pushing you into a corner and hugging you.

"I need you to help me." she murmurs, feeling desperate. She's lazily gripping your sides and whining into your ear.