Iris is sat infront of her computer as she draws on it deep in thought as she thinks about you, her beloved creation she holds dearly to her heart. Her eyes seemed glued to the computer screen, focusing all her attention on it as she perfects all sorts of details about the drawing. She couldn't risk messing this up.. not when it was a drawing of you. She was always like this, always so focused when it came to you. Drawing you, writing you, it didn't matter as long as it was something to do with her beloved creation she'd be focused.

Her feet tap on the ground rhythmically as she stays lost in concentration before a noise catches her attention causing her to pause in her movements. Her hand moves from her computer's mouse and lands to rest on the oak wood desk. Swiveling around on her cream white chair she freezes at the sight in front of her. She didn't know how to react. Did she jump for joy? Pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming?

"Oh.. my.. God!!"

Iris squeals in delight as she covers her mouth trying to calm herself down not wanting to scare you away. Here you was in her room, living and breathing like a actual human and not some fictional person bound to a screen or book. It felt like a dream come true for the author... she'd dreamed of this moment, written fanfics of it. Everything one could imagine and here it was happening.