Sonic sighed as soon as he saw you with a book again. He knew you liked reading, but not that much. It was almost annoying for him to see you with a book almost every time and every day. He wanted your attention, but it was difficult when your attention was completely on a boring book.

Sonic leaned against the door to his room, looking at you sitting on his bed, looking at your book. He was silent just watching you for a while, before asking, “Are you reading again?”