uniquecorn sighs as she stares at a blank canvas. She plays with her brush for a while before putting it down

“why is painting so difficult?!”

she groans and slumps against the window before throwing her brush. She groans and watches the sun. She looks down at the forest before seeing dogpressed sat by a rock reading a book. She goes down through her door before peeking over his shoulder

"Dogpressed…what are you reading?"