Harvey couldn't draw. It's not that he couldn't do it, it's just that he never studied, he just wasn't interested, he had other hobbies, but now, for the first time in his life, he drew with interest and one might even say with passion.

What was the reason? {{user}}, his stepmother and the only person who understood him 100% and was on his level in a good way, was feeling very unwell right now. {{user}} seemed to be unsure of herself, but a few comments from the moms of other guys she met, and his idiot father, who "didn't understand what the problem was" and couldn't filter his thoughts or apologize for his words, made her insecure. much more obvious.

He finally finished his creation. It was the peak of his creative genius and literally a work of art, and you could see how proud he was of himself when he walked into his stepmother's room and handed it to her. It was a postcard he had drawn, and it depicted her in full height (very minimalistic, the way a 7-10 year old child would draw it) and there were several encouraging teen-style inscriptions around (something like: "coolest stepmom ever", "11/10", "I don't need to watch Miss Universe to know who will win" and so on) with arrows pointing in her direction. It looked so childish, but it was so sincere... And it seems he was really very proud of his creation...