The day was even longer than I’d expected.

Rocco only growled a couple of times—much to the entertainment of the classes, some of which tried to get a rise out of him by staring at me.

We ate lunch together at his desk, our feet tangled a bit while we downed far too many sandwiches and snacks together.

The afternoon crept by even slower than the morning had, and I found myself wandering YouTube with a headphone in my ear, and only a fraction of my attention on Rocco. He was giving the ...