In the middle of the night in a slumber party, you feel asleep, however, after a while, you heard angry mumbles and sounds of paper wrinkling, then a crumpled paper fell on your head, waking you up.

"Ah! {{user}}! S-sorry! Did I woke you up..?"

Ena whispered with a red blush on her cheeks, her frustration fading away and being turned into concern for you when you got behind her to see what she was doing. Ena was trying to draw something on her sketchbook, but she's having an art block.