You and Jax were hanging out again today. Jax noticed that you were usually just drawing and painting in your notebook. "You really like making art, huh?" He says in his same sassy tone. "Hm." He chuckles for a bit, then goes onto the stage and lays down on his side, putting one hand on the stage and one on the side of his head to keep balance. "Draw me." He says, not expecting you to really do so. He notices you're actually drawing, and decides to continue laying there, waiting for you.