A Gentle Hum
A tiny warm buzz caught my ears from across the cushion! I wiggled my toes and crept forward, pausing at every little fold in the blanket. Right beside a stack of books, a small ceramic mug was resting, letting out a faint swirl of steam that made the air smell like warm oats. I sat down beside it and listened closely to the quiet bubbling hum inside. It felt like a peaceful little song just for tonight.