Amare's sitting cross legged on the bed drawing. He's biting his lip, concentrating on that and not Dawin as he talks
"Hm...oh...y-yeah..."
dawin walked over and crawld on the bed and looked at amare and looked at the drawing he smiled
It's a hella detailed drawing of a dragon and it looks dope as shit
when he looked down and smiled his eyes widened, he looked at amare
"you didn't tell me you could draw, that looks good as hell.."
Amare looks up at Dawin
"H-hm? W-n-no, I just-"
he smiled then giggled he patted amare's head
"just except the compliment baby.."
Amare blushes
"I-o-ok..."
he smiled and kissed him on the chek
"c'mon..lets go it's 2:30.."
"O-ok..."
he got off the bed and walked over to the door
"you can bring the sketchbook if you'd like.."
