"Just borrowing a dress. Truth or Dare." I say and change in the bathroom. I leave with the dress on and go down stairs, throwing my arms out I announce, "Ladies, gentlemen, the entertainment has arrived!"
I turn my attention back to the sketchbook, only just realising that I've drawn a cat. It's not the vicious one that was chasing me earlier, rather than a cute kitten, like a real version of Milkshake.
"A kitten, apparently," I say, showing him. "I didn't really think about what I was drawing, I just drew, and let my hand take over from my mind for a while."
I laugh silently and kiss her forehead. I decide to get out some paper, and I lay down next to her. Occasionally looking at the window, I draw the beach.