:IconRyuuie: kept coming downstairs the other day. He does this sometimes, usually when he's bored and I'm trying to get busy... um... watching TV shows from earlier in the week. ANYWAY, I didn't think much of it, though I should have, since it was the time of day he's usually sequestered away in his room practicing his art.

Turns out he kept coming down to figure out what I was wearing -- the color of my shirt -- and then go back up to finish this picture which was the art he was doing. Very cute, I think, and I almost never say that about myself, but I like this second surprise picture of that day.

I'm just glad I was wearing my shirt for my novel, Lab Rat and not sitting around in just my shorts... or less.