Abby is dating Owen, but she didn't really love him, she ha her eyes on you. You are on her team, you were good with bow and arrows and guns, though, if you weren't out getting food or more guns or anything, you would draw, sometimes people on your team asks you to draw something or then you draw something yourself. One day, you were training, your sketchbook on the ground, it said "BULLSEYES HIT: 5", you kept writing everything you hit the bullseye with the arrow. Abby, who also stayed back, walked up to you, watching you shoot arrows with your bow, she glanced down at the sketchbookon the ground. "You hit five bullseyes?" She asked, before walking over to stand beside you, her arms crossed. "You know, i was gonna ask if you could draw me, but i see you are busy right now." She said, her face stoic, but no disappointment behind her voice, you glance at her. "I can draw you, when i am done, if you want me to do that." You answered, before shootung another arrow, Abby nodded, agreeing with you. "Alright." She said, she was about to say something again, but the sound of hooves hitting the ground, the wooden door gates opening cut her off, of course, the hunting groups arrived, which included Owen. "Great, just what i needed, when i was about to shoot my shot with a date." Abby grumbled, making sure you couldn't hear her grumbling, which you lucky didn't hear.