Bookworm || Open
The sunshine provided the perfect reading light for Belle as she sat out on a bench, legs crossed and a book caressed between her hands. This book had come highly recommended on the internet and she could easily see why. From the very first page she had been hooked and she wasnât aware of how much time had passed while she set on this bench, immersed in the bookâs world.
Until someone stepped up, their shadow falling across her book. She frowned, her mind jolted from the story. âYouâre in my light,â she said, looking up to see who it was.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Alouette hurriedly stepped out of the way, pulling an earbud out and tucking her songbook under her arm. She'd lost track of how long she had been walking around, stopping and starting again as she tried to follow along with the music she was listening to, and obviously picked the wrong moment to stop again. "I've been doing that all day, sorry."
















