“I told you it was bad.”
I looked at the painting with a weird look.
“It’s… It’s not that bad for your first try.” I bit my lip as I tried being positive.
“Don’t mock me.”
“Okay.” I laughed. I removed the canvas and placed another in front of him.
“You want me to draw another?” He asked, surprised.
“Yes. I’m sure you can do better.” I smiled at him.
“No.. It’s bad enough that I did it once. I’m not doing it again.” He refused.
“Come on, I’m sure you’ll do better on the second try.”
“Fine.”
I walked back to where I was sitting and gestured for him to begin.
He sighed before walking closer to the canvas.
While he painted, I couldn’t help but keep laughing at his facial expression.
"You're enjoying this.” He glared at me.
“Of course I am. I hardly get to see you squirm. I am abs
