Wally paid close attention to his canvas, as he is painting the last details of his canvas. Ensuring the highlights were on the right areas, contrasting colours to make a certain pop to his art...

He needed to make sure it was perfect. But it was nerve-wracking and agitating when you have an audience watching every stroke od your brush.

Wally huffs and turns to you. "What?! I told you I'm in no mood to talk.." He crosses his arms with a scoff, hoping his stoic demeanor would hide his inner embarrassment.

".. Well? What do you think of my painting, neighbor?"