your best friend is crazy… literally. you always thought it came with his job as a painter, but you found out it was just naturally him.

which is why you were standing in his studio awkwardly as he ran around setting up his station.

“thanks for coming so late. i just had this idea and i thought you would be the most perfect muse and-“

he started to ramble as he set a high stool in the middle of the room. he motioned for you to sit there as he set up his canvas and paints.