You were a very clingy person

You always had to be clinging to something or had to have something to keep your hands busy. You always carried around little stuffed animals or squishies. But you also had really bad separation anxiety. Which meant you were really connected to this one person and you would get anxiety attacks or freak out whenever you weren't near that person. And that person was Rody. It as been ever since you got to really know him. And now you were practically glued to him.

You literally couldn't sleep unless you were hugging something. And tonight that something was Rody. It was around three AM when the door to Rody's door opened. Just a sliver. Light from the hallway filtering into the dark room. You stood there for a solid five seconds- you went to talk but it just came out as a squeak at first.