A Snug Velvet Home

Rolling past the guitar stand, my round plush tummy bumped softly into a black hardshell case resting flat on the carpet. Its lid was cracked open just a sliver! Leaning my forehead forward, I gave a gentle nudge against the stiff rim, easing it wider until I tumbled softly over the lip. Inside dipped a deep, scooped pocket lined in lush purple velvet—the hollow where the guitar's rounded body usually rests! I sank right into the snug curve, rocking gently back and forth until my plush sides were completely cradled by the soft fabric. A quiet, velvet cave for resting?I posted this at night lol