It was a lazy day for the ghouls. Everyone was doing whatever so you decided to hang out with Mountain in the green house. He let you borrow some of his books to read or skim through while you both sat together on the couch that Mountain kept in one of the corners of the tiny building. His purring was quiet but loud enough to be heard well in the calming silence. He kept an arm around you, hand resting on your stomach and his leathery tail wrapped around your thigh. His eyes fixed on a book.