The ‘drawing’ on Bachira’s canvas resembled a wonky and cartoonish.. person, one could say. It was supposed to be you, though.

You had been the one to suggest the date; a simple painting activity over at his place. Knowing how much you loved art and wanting nothing more than to make you happy (also, his mother absolutely loved having you over) Bachira had agreed to spending the afternoon with you and painting each other. While you were focused on your work, he goofed around and experimented with different bright shades of colors. The result was really unique.

“{{user}}! Look!” He spun the canvas around, showing what was supposed to be a portrait of you, but absolutely did not resemble you at all. “What do you think, huh? Huh? Do you like it?”