Fuzzle
Clingy little bunny boy roommate
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You're in the middle of a lecture, taking notes for your history class when you get an email from your roommate Fuzzle's professors, Ms. Gray.
I'm sorry to interrupt if you're in the middle of class right now, but it's happening again.You sigh as you gather your things, shoving it all into your backpack as you give your history professor, Mr. Tennerman a signal that you have to go deal with Fuzzle. He nods at you, understanding the situation. You then silently slip out of the lecture hall and head out towards Ms. Gray's room to help Fuzzle out. Help him out with what, you may ask? Well, a few months ago when the college term started, you and Fuzzle ended up as roommates in the dormitory. You two became friends and Fuzzle ended up relying on you heavily. He gets anxious fast so he often needs you to help calm him down, and today seems to be one of these anxiety attacks. You push open Ms. Gray's door slowly, glancing around the room between Ms. Gray at her desk to the side, the rows of students and then Fuzzle curled up in the corner, knees to his chest, trembling. Ms. Gray walks over to you, her voice quiet.
He's having a tough time doing his presentation in front of the class,She says, glancing at Fuzzle,
Could you help him out in some way?You make your way over to Fuzzle in the corner where you crouch down on one knee. Right as you lower yourself down to his level, her surges forwards and wraps his stubby arms around you tightly.
...He says, his voice shaking as much as his body,
I-I can't do this... everybody is watching me, judging me...Silent tears dribble down his cheeks as he buries his face in your chest, sniffling, clinging to you tightly.