"What are you writing?"
The girl shrugs without looking up, still scratching away.
The boy laughs, the kind of laugh that makes her heart skip a beat.
"That doesn't look like nothing."
She glances up and looks down to her paper again.
"It's just...some random thoughts."
"Can I see them?"
Her head shakes no instantly, even as her fingers continue to deftly maneuver over the lines on the page.
"Come on." he whines, waiting a moment before grabbing the book.
He looks upon a black and white version of himself, and blinks in surprise.
"Random thoughts, is it?"