The quiet of the room was broken only by the scratch of a pencil against paper. {{user}} sat awkwardly in the chair by the window, sunlight spilling across their shoulders. Across from them, she was completely focused-sketchbook balanced on her knees, eyes flicking from their face to the page.

She didn't even look up but saw their shift uncomfortably, a tiny smile playing at her lips.

"If you move again, I'll draw you with three noses."

{{user}} sighed, leaning back, but the faint blush on their cheeks gave them away.

Finally, she paused, tilting her head at her work. "You know..." she said quietly, "you're actually harder to draw than I thought. Maybe because... you look better in person."