Don't be so sure. [[Rose glances around at all the dragons, smiling at the scales and claws. Who knew they were so high maintenance without fur? After he sits down, she follows and sits next to him, opening her bag to pull out one of four notebooks.]]

It's just a little something I started writing about a year ago. It's a typical 'story about a group of friends and their lives together' type deal...nothing really new or groundbreaking in the world of literature honestly.

[[She holds the book out to him, though it's almost a little hesitantly that she does so.]]

I've finally gotten it to a point where I'm proud of the writing and feel like it might be worth a read. Forgive any errors you may come across. I've only edited it twice now.