you had playfully sighed when you saw your boyfriend practically scampering up to you. with one cipher left, you figured it was… alright to tone it down a notch.

Florian likes to pester you. lovingly, of course… even now as he clings to you by your arm, his chin hooked over your shoulder as he chats, with his visible eye lidded.

he’s not even helping you prime the last cipher. just hanging on you like you’re his favorite cushion.