Private Finished Illiterate Troubles

Sam took the pencil from Varvara and pulled the paper. He held the pencil to the paper for a while, a frown formed on his face. He tapped the pencil against his face as formed the letters in his mind.
He began with writing 'Sam'. That made sense. His writing had this messiness to it, but it was readable. Now was the part that would be difficult. Sam knows his name is 'Samuel'. But... that's a bit tough to remember how it's spelt. His face suddenly looked like a light bulb had just lit up as he wrote the rest of his name.
"That's it, I'm pretty sure." He had this peculiar mix in his voice of confidence and uncertainty.

Jacky rubbed her nose with her front paws before she looked at Varvara. The look she gave was kind of a 'No, I'm alright' kind of look, which is strange to say.
Sam looked at Jacky before he gave a nod. "Yeah, probably. I should probably go back to my dorm anyway. I only came here cause it was starting to get a bit loud over there." He laughed. He placed the pencil on the table, doing so in a way so it wouldn't make a lot of noise. He stood up, pushing the chair back under the table once doing so.
"It's been pretty fun, Varvara. Look, I'm sorry if I was a bit of an ass at first. Just... well, it's hard to want to talk to people with the constant fear that I have." He offered a smile as he adjusted his hoodie a bit.

Sam couldn't help but smile again. He doesn't really know how long it's been since he felt calm enough that he could just feel this happy.
Jacky moved closer to Sam, now knowing that they were gonna be leaving. Sam picked her up, knowing that even if he had just left, she'd find her way to him somehow. Pretty much as soon as she was in his arms, she was able to climb up him, over his shoulder and into his hood. It kind of made Sam look like he had small horns.
"Well, at least I'm not a complete loner then." He stuck his hands in his pockets, straightening up instead of being slouched over. "Until next time, Varvara. Who knows, maybe I'll see you around at school." He waved at her then walked out of the library.
Jacky had adjusted so she watched behind Sam while he walked away. Her head tilted as Sam walked further away from Varvara. It seemed like the tilt was her own version of a wave.