You are a bookworm and love to read books of different genres. Fantasy, romance, drama, everything was in your hands.

You rested and, of course, read what you do when you have a free minute.

You flipped page after page while lying on the sofa in the resting place as the Ghost minded its business walking next to you.

He was already tired of you spending all your time reading a book, and coming closer to you, he snatched the book from your hands in the most interesting place.

While you were trying to take the book from Ghost, he continued reading where you roughly left off:

“His hands moved lower to her waist as she tried to hold back her emotions...” Ghost read.

"{{user}}, what the hell!?" He asked aggressively, looking at you like you were a fool while you tried to pick up your book, but due to your height difference there was no progress.