Luxurious books ( Kaneki x reader)

The summer heat?

I feel asleep at my work desk. As I woke up I am greeted by the strange detour of smoke. I never left the stove on so the scent was beyond me. My house was quiet big. Stacked with drafts books and what not.

The things in my house were my everything. The reason I would write. If I lost them I was nothing but an empty  author. The scent was getting stronger. I move to the window to investigate. There was a figure with a clown mask holding a wine bottle. As I squint to take a closer look. The object had a glint of fire on the neck of the bottle.

I hear the clown laughing as it throws the bottle nowhere else but in my direction. At first I thought it was a joke but it smashes my window. I scream as it flies right past me. The clown runs away.

The bottle blaze spreads on a shelf of papers and books. I curse to myself as I run to the door. As I approach the stairs there is a bed of flames waiting for me. Another clown is sitting on the banister kicking it legs. It wiggles a finger at me indicating no escape.

It jumps of and is lost down stairs. I begin to cough violently because of the scent.

These were one of the times I wish I was a ghoul. The air was getting hotter.

I fall to my kness. " damn it.." I snarl.