Literature
Day 5- Brook x Reader
(Name) woke up shivering, sitting up straight pulling the blanket closer to her small body she looks out the porthole to see snow falling down. “Guess it’s time to get up,” slinking out of her bed she pulls on her jeans, boots, shirt, and jacket. Heading to the girls bathroom she continues her daily routine of cleaning up so that she would be presentable to the others. Finishing up she headed outside to be met with a frigid gust of wind, flakes of ice being caught in her hair to make it seem to glisten. Her cheeks turned crimson from the cold, her breath turned to little puffs as if she was a dragon. Looking around s
