Silus prided himself in his library. Each time a new book was written, it would appear on his desk. The days where he and his team weren't on quests were his favorite for this reason. He got to read whatever new book there is, and even reorganize his library. This day was no exception. He carefully levitated all the books in the horror section, ensuring that not a single book drops, and organized them by alphabetical order. Who would've thought that the most commonly written genre this week would be the horror genre of all things! Suddenly, he felt 2 arms warp around his waist, holding him tight. "Oh! Did I wake you?" He asked as he turned around. Leif simply shook his head. "I needed to wake up anyways." He signed. Leif then looked at all the books in the air. "I've never been a fan of horror. When are you going to take a break?" He asked, his sign language rather sloppy since he was still waking up. "Hm... I'd say maybe in an hour? I'm not entirely su-" Silus was then interrupted when Leif's lips met his own.

Distracted