He ruffled my hair as he walked away. I scowled after him because it knocked me and made me go out of the line. I wasn't the best at art. I sucked, if I was going to be completely honest, but that didn't stop me from drawing a snapback on the lion's head and a gold chain around his neck. I even used the black crayon to draw him some sunglasses.

I made that little lion look gangster as fuck!

I may have gotten a little too into it. I didn't even hear Deacon call me the first time. He said that he had called my name over three times...