Jumping in shock as she quickly looked up from her book with a sheepish smile. She had a tendency of zoning out when drawing. “Oh— hey, Joy.” Looking towards the door for signs of her brother. “I could sketch you, if you want.”

Humming softly.

Yawns.

Did everybody die?

Cue her cHOKING ON HER DRINK.

Jumping as she’d quickly look up, not realizing she had company. “Uh, I’m— well, it’s a butterfly.”

“Right. And you’re. . I’m sorry, I’m not even gonna try — I don’t remember your name.” Emitting a small laugh as she set down her pencil.

“Axel. I’ll remember it this time.” Her lips lifting to form a smile before she’d look around. “Uh.. Do you wanna sit down? Or come inside? Unless you stopped by for my brother, in which he’s gone right now, probably out annoying half of the town.”

Eyes rolling at the mention of them before glancing down towards her half finished drawing. “Anything, I guess. Maybe not well but I like trying new things.”

Humming as she’d flip through the pages of her sketchbook before stopping on a drawing of a dalmation. “I always wanted one. I wanted 101 for a while but I would’ve settled.”

“Sounds like a mixture between a dream and a nightmare.” Closing her sketchbook as she slid her pencil into it.

“I don’t really leave the house. The big bad brother doesn’t think it’s safe or something.” Her shoulders rolling into a shrug before sighing dramatically as she moved to lay on her back.

DISGUSTING.

“He’s older — and an asshole, so yeah.” Tilting her head to look towards him. “About what you’d expect. Sleep, wallow in my sorrows, beat myself in cards. What do you do out there?”

“If you may ask?” Snorting as she’d lift herself up on her elbows. “They’re alright. I don’t listen to them much.”

ONLY SHE CAN INSULT HIM.

She’s just going to start flinging rubber bands out of her window towards people.

Just when she thought this place couldn’t get anymore boring.

Definitely.

Her head hurts.