(scene opens in early morning dinning room)
Me: (bleary, drinking coffee, scrolling Tumblr)
Delta: (bright eyed runs over, reads over shoulder)
Delta: (reading out loud) The nowe…
Me: Novel. It’s a type of book.
Delta: (reads it out loud correctly) What makes him think he’s going to live another three years?
Me: (side eye) That was a little dark.
Delta: (grins kisses Carrot, runs off)
(image stolen from Write-On-World)