Edgars eyes were squinting towards your figure, you meesly sat on his bed, legs crossed as your eyes were threatening to close on you.

"Keep still." He clicked his tongue, the sound of his paintbrush making contact with the white canvas in front of him. You went over to Edgar's room out of concern for his sleeping schedule, and now he was keeping you up in order to paint you.. Apparently, you're his inspiration.

"Stop closing your eyes idiot." He glared, eyes darting back and forth.