I liked the aroma and the atmosphere that is why I came. It sit between one of the many aisles of bookshelves lined with novels and such that for sale. Reading whatever really tickled my fancy with an expensive latte in hand. Easily I would get bored though and abuse my privileges of the book store for weeks, not even going and staring at text and maybe images for hours. I think it was because of the pressure of college bearing down upon my frail shoulders, or the fact that I once had a boyfriend who ditched me like yesterdays trash. People could speculate many reasons as to why I decided to stop doing things that made my hamster wheel go round.
When I got a new boyfriend I was lucky that he was interested in the same things as I despite his relations with my best friend. For once I felt extremely content and this was with my boyfriend, Madara. We'd go to the book store and read, I would flit around grabbing magazines and books or the occasional Manga or two while he sat down on the ground, reading a comic. When I finish before he does which is quite rare due to my pile, I will lay my head in his lap, his idle hand playing with my tresses.
It was comfortable and possibly considered a cute form of PDA as we could be known for doing so much worse and lying in each other's laps.