Millie: and, you do you. Whatever I guess.

Millie: Phew. That means his isn’t really listening.

Millie: wait a second. -waves hand in front of Artsy, with no response or glance from him.-

Artsy: -quietly puts on headphones, ignoring mostly everything besides his writing and the music.

Artsy: Okay...

Artsy: -puts on some headphones, getting ready to listen to some music :P-

Artsy: ...?

Millie: Well, that’s nice. -accidentally says that aloud-

Millie: A conversation usually lasts 5x longer than the usual.

Millie: -whispers back- Yeah. Nobody really accepts him because the way he takes forever to talk.

Artsy: -quietly gets one of the blankets and continues writing-

Millie: Nope. Artsy just came down I guess

Millie: I have everything! I’m gonna see if- // Artsy: walks downstairs, wearing a simple long sleeve shirt ( which probably is to big ) and some regular black shorts.

Millie: -gets pillows, blankets, drawing stuff, Artsy’s artbook, and etc.-

Millie: -rushes downstairs- I’m gonna go get some extra pillows and blankets for you!

~insert her saying it’s time to get pjs on or something~

Millie: I’ll be right back! -heads upstairs-

Millie: Or he’s just being random. Either way, it’s getting kinda late.

Millie: I bet it’s fake.