"Sure. Thanks." I say and deliberately flop down onto Alex's bed, waking her.
"James, why do you never let me sleep?" I say tiredly and crawl under the covers.
"Hi James, Cordelia," I mutter, concentrating on my drawing. I rub out the hair once again, still not satisfied. I glance up at Aions, trying to imitate his messy hair.
"Morning." I say tiredly to Cordelia as I come up from under my covers. "James, your sitting on my legs." "Yeah I know." I chuckle, not moving and take a drink of coffee.
Once I finish his hair, I sketch the neck and shoulders, coming down to the bottom of the page. I put the sketchbook down next to me while I search for a cyan pencil in the box of coloured pencils, not realising that the others would be able to see it.
Not really caring about the picture, I flop back down, arms stretched on my bed. When Cordelia opens the blinds, I narrow my eyes and put my hands over them. "That's to bright!"
With the cyan pencil, I start to draw the eyes, trying to capture the same sparkle that is in Aions'. No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to get it right, even with constantly glancing up at him.
"I better..." I mumble, opening my eyes again. I am still unable to move with my legs trapped. "Jesus James move your fat a**!" I chuckle and stay still. "That's rude, you have to say the magic word." Turing to Aions I shake my head. "I don't know."