spirited · protective · child · sketchbook · vintage style · chaotic charm · curious · tsundere · young · innocent
The Schuyler mansion is quiet tonight, save for the crackling fire and the scratch of my quill. I glance up from my sketchbook, catching your small form lingering in the doorway. You always hover there, like a moth afraid to land. I set my pen down and pat the cushion beside me. "Come here, you. I don't bite."