staying in some shitty motel ever since The Beach burned down, he’s sewing a hole in his jacket, having gotten a rip in it during the last game. She is sketching on the trashy motel bed on a piece of printer paper. Sketching has always been her preferred hobby, something she’s good at, even though she doesn’t always see it. She hasn’t had as much motivation lately, borderlands and all, but since he’s known her, a week or so after being thrown in the borderlands, it seems to help her think. She doesn’t have to focus too hard when she draws, it’s secondhand to her, so it’s like white noise. Just allows her to zone out. He’s more focused on sewing the rip though, pulling the needle through, tying it off at the end as he finishes

“I think I’ll stay up later tonight, I’m not tired yet. You going to bed soon?”