Barf Bag was sketching on some scrap paper..she was honestly bored out of her mind. She had gotten pretty good at doing it anyway. As her pencil sketched on the paper, she heard footsteps...She turned around to see a little kid wandering. They didn't seem lost, but they we're alone. She put down her pencil, and went over to them, crouching down to their level

"Aww....what's your name, sweetie? Do you wanna draw with me?" She spoke sweetly and gently