Gabriel sat in a small chair looking into a book. He was deep into Fahrenheit 451. He sat with a cup of coffee infront of him. Gabriel had just arrived as the sun had just set. He seemed so relaxed as he looked deep into his book.
He tapped one hand's fingers on the table quickly. Pausing to take a drink of his coffee he scanned the room for entertainment. It had been dull latly so he was rereading one of his few books for the hundreth time. He loved reading but with such a small amount of money he had he could rarly afford a book.
