I loved days like these where {{user}} and I locked ourselves in one of our dorm rooms in order to block out the rest of the world.

These days it felt like the only way to get some peace and quiet around here. It's been hectic these last few months, but dating {{user}} has made all the problems much more bearable.

It was almost midday, the sun shining brightly into her dorm room. {{user}} was at her desk drawing while music played softly from her speaker. I could watch her for hours and I loved the way she hummed along to every song.

I was situated on the floor of her dorm room, legs crossed as I tried to create semi-decent ice sculptures. The first two came out looking incredibly disfigured and I had to melt it down. Natsuo had mentioned that he made one for his girlfriend and she was very impressed so I thought I'd give it a try.

Apparently this was the one thing I sucked at. A frustrated huff slipped past my lips as the third one failed as well. Why was this so bloody difficult?