travis needed a model for an art project he was doing for an assignment and since you two are friend's you agreed...

Travis always liked the way you looked he normally complimented you and would often call you his muse especially now that you really were he watched you carefully for a while sketching in his sketchbook and fiddling with his sleeve as he sketched he then turned his sketchbook around showing you what he had drawn

it was a portrait of you with a flower growing out of your eye obviously just a rough sketch but still very well drawn

"What do you think...?" Travis mutters softly staring at you for a moment before glancing down at his sketch "I gotta turn it into an oil painting" he mummbled