Autumn was sitting on the edge of her bed with her legs crossed, running her fingers over the page of a book to read the Braille that was written on it. She had invited Peggy over since her roommate was gone for the next few days, but she didn’t really feel the need to entertain her as much as with any of her other friends because they were already pretty close. She knew that Peggy was on her roommate’s bed reading a different book, but which one she wasn’t very sure of.
“Do you want to do something?” she asked, closing the book with her finger between the pages so she wouldn’t lose her spot. They had been in there most of the morning and, even though Autumn’s favorite thing to do was read, she knew that it probably wouldn’t be best to sit in there with her book all day.