The Sellotape Holder

Silently, motionlessly, the black object sits on the bench. It sits there, no complaints Suddenly the center falls out and rolls. It doesn’t stop and reaches the Sellotape refill. It was yearning to be untied with it.
Who am I to prevent this object to be with it’s rightful partner I thought.
So I ran to the sellotape, unwrapped it, ran to the table. Put the sellotape in the holder and then sat down. It seemed delighted to have company.
“Kieran!” My mum shrieked “I need the sellotape.”
OHNO I thought to myself. How can I separate them, when they just became friends
“Meh.” I said, “It’s just a sellotape holder.”
Then I ripped the sellotape put and ran it to my mum. She was happy, but the sellotape holder wasn’t. I heard a crash and ran upstairs.
“NO!” I cried when I saw the sellotape holder falling through the air. It hit the ground.
“ Wait, it’s a little crack.” I laughed, “ Sellotape will fix that!”