-Gracia gives Savannah a happy smile-
Hello!
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Why are you sometimes big and sometimes small?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She gets a slice-
Here. All my friends get cake.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Leo is in the main room, writing down in his notebook again, apparently sketching something-
-the elusive Mime is right next to him, mimicking Leo's actions, whilst making it overly dramatic-
-with a scrunched up expression-
-of INCREASED SERIOUSNESS-
-every now and then he looks at Leo's work, as if trying to copy it like some kind of school kid-
-he's cheating on the test-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-he slowly looks back to his test-
-and notices the clown copying him, who was copying Leo-
-who is just nonchalant about it, and not really paying attention-
-this is an outrage that someone would copy him and his ART-
-he just stops writing and glares at the clown with folded arms-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

I want to have a kitchen and a place I can sleep and a place where I can get clean.
And I want the pipes to make noises in the walls, so I know things are working like they should.
And I'd like paintings on the walls. Paintings of flowers. Bright ones that make people happy. That way when people come into where I live, they'll see them and know that I like flowers.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?