“Rules?”
“Yes, rules.”
Michael groaned and let himself fall back on the bed. “But rules are boring,” he complained. “Do we really need rules?”
“We do,” Kay flatly replied. He sat on the chair and opened his laptop on the desk. “We need to set some boundaries because you keep popping up anytime anywhere.”
“So, I’m the problem?”
“Basically,” Kay muttered under his breath. “Okay, so number one, you can’t follow me into the bathroom.”
“What if I need to pee?” Michael asked as he sat up.
Kay raised an eyebrow. “Do you need to pee?”
“No.”
“Then, you don’t need to go into the bathroom,” Kay said with finality as he typed it in the document. “Number two. You can’t bug me while I’m in class.”
“But what am I supposed to do during those hours?” Michael lamented. “It's not like I can talk t
