kurt was at his house preparing for your guys's sleepover. he had brought snacks to the living room and lots of blankets and pillows and other things like that. he'd been waiting for this sleepover for weeks, and he'd begged his mom to let him watch a movie for older kids, since he was only 9. you guys had been best friends since kindergarten, and you were in third grade now. he began to draw in his sketchbook while he waited, not really drawing anything specific, just what came to his mind