Fay
Fay looked up slowly when she heard a voice. It was the male with white hair. He seemed to be trying to speak. Is he okay? Did he not sleep or something? He, he really just fell asleep... She went back to fixing her drawing after a few seconds of watching him. Fay knew she could never just fall asleep in a chair. She took out a light brown drawing pencil as she shaded in the trees.
A while later her body tensed in surprise by a female voice that chirped “Mornin’!”. She looked from under her lashes at the female before she went back to what she was doing. So we have a person who falls asleep in a chair and one who seems to be a morning person. I wonder what the blond girl and the guy with the eye patch are like.
She looked back down at her drawing as she traded the brown pencil for a black one. She worked on the shading in the trees and the shadows. She stopped shading for a second when she noticed the female had walked towards and actually sat down besides her. Fay didn’t think much of it until the female spoke. Her eyes wandered over to meet Lynda’s eyes as she turned her body towards her. Fay smiled as her pencil hovered over the page.
“Hello, I am Fay and it is a pleasure to meet you. I don’t mind if you sit there. Oh and I am not drawing right now. I drew these trees last night. Right now I am just working on the details, colors, an-,well, I am just making it look nice and finishing it to put it in more simple terms. I have other drawings if you want to see them. I could draw you if you like sometime...” she paused as she wondered what else she could say, “Do you like to draw or look at art? Or do you just like to fight? I noticed you and the guy with the white hair guy fighting yesterday.”
Fay looked up slowly when she heard a voice. It was the male with white hair. He seemed to be trying to speak. Is he okay? Did he not sleep or something? He, he really just fell asleep... She went back to fixing her drawing after a few seconds of watching him. Fay knew she could never just fall asleep in a chair. She took out a light brown drawing pencil as she shaded in the trees.
A while later her body tensed in surprise by a female voice that chirped “Mornin’!”. She looked from under her lashes at the female before she went back to what she was doing. So we have a person who falls asleep in a chair and one who seems to be a morning person. I wonder what the blond girl and the guy with the eye patch are like.
She looked back down at her drawing as she traded the brown pencil for a black one. She worked on the shading in the trees and the shadows. She stopped shading for a second when she noticed the female had walked towards and actually sat down besides her. Fay didn’t think much of it until the female spoke. Her eyes wandered over to meet Lynda’s eyes as she turned her body towards her. Fay smiled as her pencil hovered over the page.
“Hello, I am Fay and it is a pleasure to meet you. I don’t mind if you sit there. Oh and I am not drawing right now. I drew these trees last night. Right now I am just working on the details, colors, an-,well, I am just making it look nice and finishing it to put it in more simple terms. I have other drawings if you want to see them. I could draw you if you like sometime...” she paused as she wondered what else she could say, “Do you like to draw or look at art? Or do you just like to fight? I noticed you and the guy with the white hair guy fighting yesterday.”