Kysenia was sitting outside on the couch reading one of her psychology text books Sunday afternoon. She was enjoying the gentle breeze and the not too chilly day as they were in a mild Autumn. Daniel was sitting on a cushioned chair a way apart from her, still a little pissed at the events of yesterday. He wasn’t being overtly cold towards Kysenia and had pretty much forgiven her, although he hadn’t come out and said it, but as Kysenia was being very gentle and aware of Daniel’s needs today he felt like taking advantage – just a little bit.
He was drawing a portrait of her on his tablet using the digital art software from college and a digi-pen. His first assignment set for first semester was to characterise someone they knew, but not make it a cartoon or humorous. They had been given sev
