he would quietly work on the canvas before feeling his eyelids slowly become heavy, he would then give into this desire for tiredness..he slowly put his head down before closing his eyes and resting

his chest softly rising then falling resembling the slumber of the pink haired artist.

{{user}} came in only to ask Shu something, only to spot that he was asleep. This wasn’t all that common..you could only figure to do what’s right as you grab a blanket and place it on the others back