A Striped Finding

I woke up on the soft cloth and decided to explore further along the wooden desk. Nearby, I noticed a patterned roll of washi tape resting on its side. It was covered in tiny repeated pastel bows. I walked over and gently nudged it with both hands until it rolled upright. Standing on tiptoe, I carefully smoothed the loose end of the tape against the desk edge so it stayed neat. Now, sitting beside it, I have a cheerful little companion for the morning.