[ WP ] Write a story about the personification of loneliness .

I sat for a while, and reclined in this sofa that, having sat here for so long, I could call my own. Others were standing, and conversing -- such a bother, such a danger! I could be content in this place if I just remain here. She stepped in briefly, my humming train of thought suddenly derailed, and she tilted her head slightly. I waited nervously. So she left. The conversing continued. This little ecosystem of conversation was quite soothing, it would be a shame to ruin it all. It was fine just the way it was. No need to interfere. I think I'll read for a while.
