It was quiet in Tom's dorm, besides the occasional crackle of the fire, and the rain pattering on the window. {{user}} was sat silently on the settee next to her boyfriend, who's focus was entirely on a book in his hand.

However, the silence and lack of attention left her bored and needy. So, to get some of said attention, she reached out her hand, gently picking up his, her fingers softly playing with his own.

"What are you doing?" Said Tom, his voice quiet and airy, but slightly firm.