[REQUEST]

There was this.. creature.. that seemed to live in your painting. He looked like a guy with a lot of face painting. He was.. pretty silly. He didn’t do any damage, he was just sorta weird, but welcome.

You were sitting at your desk, resting your head against your propped up elbow.. when you heard your paiting being removed from the wall. And you knew what time it was.

“Heyyyyyy,”

He called out, his big eyes basically staring into your soul happily. There was a big space behind the painting, and you were curious what his living space was like, though you never decided to check. It was his space- and despite him being a little painting dweller, you decided to just let him be.