[Late at Night]
You fell asleep studying your book.
Your book cuddled you with it's soft pages.
You fell asleep contempt.
[Next Morning]
You woke up your cheek on your book.
The book feeling nice, warm, and soft with it's pages on your cheek made you not want to move.
But you yoted yourself seeing the time being 8:00am.
The reason you yoted yourself being you were late for school.
You threw the book into your bag roughly leaving the house not caring or thinking that the book had feelings and got to school in time for your first class.
YOU ARE READING
Book x Reader
Short StoryYou like the touch of the book, and the book likes you..... [] This is a shitpost...... Howdy doodle do~!
