Him: *sits behind me during work time*

Me: *feels poke on shoulder* *turns around*

Him: "What?"

Me:*turns back around* *feels stronger poke between shoulder blades* *turns around*

Him: *starts laughing*

Me: *feels in hood for something*

Him: "your hair- it's your hair"

Me: "What are you doing?!" *brings braid to front and sees pencil sticking through it* *pulls out pencil and tosses it back to him*

Him: "Shruti?"

Me: "What?!"

Him: "Can I borrow your hair?"

Me: "Why?"

Him: "My pencil needs a home."

Me: *turns around without saying anything*

He's so weird sometimes lol