( && spookulosae )

“Five minutes? Okay, cool. I can do five minutes.”

Amelia looked away from him, back to her books and papers. She hadn’t gotten much done, but it was whatever now. She could go home and finish her assignments. Despite the fact that he’d finally asked permission, she still felt a tad bit awkward about the entire situation, and she was sure sitting there for longer than the five minutes he needed would be painful.

“Do you need me to do anything? Like, pose?” Very awkward to ask that. “And will I get to see it when you’re done? I’d like to.”

          Giving her a small nod, he quickly
          started continuing the portrait,
          figuring the faster he finished, the
          faster she’d be out of her misery.

                    “Just tilt your head
                     a bit to your right?“

          Giving her a tentative smile, he
          reached for the eraser, his hand
          continuing to fly over the sketchbook
          afterwards.

                    “Of course. You can
                    even have it if you
                    want to.”