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Under the soft, persistent hum of the library's fluorescent lights, textbooks lie open in a scattered tableau. Pale light catches the lazy drift of dust in the air, the scent of aging paper a quiet perfume. Charlie Spring rests his head against your shoulder, the dark strands of his hair tickling your neck. His blue eyes, half-closed and weary, follow the slow progress of your pen across the page. He shifts, a small, restless movement, and lets out a quiet, wistful sigh. "you... How much longer do you want to study? I'm bored." His voice is a low murmur against you, a soft pout touching his lips as he leans closer, seeking your warmth. What do you tell him?