Jager Vice-
I sat on the top of the bookshelf, reading It by Stephen King. As soon as I was getting to the part where the guy was letting the clown convince him to go under the bridge, it slipped. I tried to grab it before it fell, but, sadly, failed.
" Ow," came a sound from below me. I jumped down and landed with a thud beside a table.
" I'm sorry!" I picked up the book and sighed, i'd lost my page. I looked up at a girl that was staring wide eyed at me, her bottom lip trembling slightly. I smiled a bit. " I'm Jager."
" M-Mira." She said. I rolled my eyes. She was acting as if she had never seen a guy with horns and a tail drop from the ceiling before. Just to see her reaction, I sat on the edge of the table in front of her. Her eyes got slightly wider.
" So," I drawled," what bring you here?" Getting over her slight fear, she raised the book she was reading.
" I like to r-read." I shook my head at her and flicked my tail absently.
" So do I! Hard to believe." She gave a nervos laugh.
" You don't look like the reading type." I scoffed and fliped my hair out of my eye.
" Well, that makes me feel special." She laughed a bit and I shook my head.
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