He found Peter sprawled out on the floor of one of he aisles, surrounded by a giant, messy pile of books, happily reading, tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth a tiny bit as it did when he was focusing
"...pft-"
He put his hand over his mouth, giggling-
"Hm-"
He looked up and smiled
"Oh-hey!"
"Hey- Why are you laying on the floor-"
"Oh-Cuz it's comfy!"
"...How is the floor comfy?"
(My class is getting so chaotic and my teacher isnt doing shit-)
"I can read easier this way!"
"...how-"
He snatched the book out of his Peter's hands.
"W-Hey!!"
He tried to grab it back
"No."
