A Cozy Night Nook

My boots were feeling a little tired after all that creeping around the hallway, so... um, I quietly made my way back toward the center of the room. Underneath the low wooden coffee table, there was a neat stack of old magazines sitting beside a plush woven coaster. I carefully pulled my shiny paperclip from my pocket and tucked it into the fold of the bottom magazine so it wouldn't wander off. Sitting down with my back against the sturdy table leg, I pulled a soft stray yarn thread across my lap. *Phew...* Resting my gloved hands on my knees, I let out a long, quiet exhale. It feels safe and calm in here tonight.