Dubiety

"Otis's messy, light brown hair fell over his eyes as he sat in his chair, reading a thick book that seemed to be covered in a thin layer of dust. His chair was tipped back and his arm was slung over the back comfortably. He wore a light grey cardigan with tan, loose pants and black sneakers. He seemed to be the embodiment of comfort. Books and papers filled with scribbles of writing covered the table in front of him, his lonely backpack sat on the floor, leaning against one of the legs of the oak table. A thin smile suddenly appeared on his face as he flipped a page in his book. His head slightly moved, following his gaze to the top right page of his novel."