Post by LOUIS SIRIUS WEASLEY on Oct 19, 2014 17:53:09 GMT
Louis sighed as he found a empty table in towards the back of the leaky cauldron. He sat down but didn't order anything.he was just looking to relax. the full moon had taken a lot out of him and he had a lot on his mind beside it.
He pulled his old worn leather bound sketchbook out and laid it open on the table. he pulled out a pencil and looked around for something or someone to draw. The place wasn't at it's busiest but it was full of people.After a few moments of just looking around he decided to draw the people siting at and near by the bar. He enjoyed drawing people like this a lot. He thought the sketches were better when they were doing things that were natural to them.That was one of the reasons that he loved sketching in public.
He was soon lost in sketching the people. He didn't realize that he was focusing on sketching one stranger in particular.He noticed when a guy was good-looking but he never would admit that he thought that. He wasn't close to admitting that he liked guys in that way either. The man was sitting at a table closeby bar, reading a thick book. He had noticed the man in passing when he looked at the bar. he was also sketching out everyone else but he had focused on this stranger first for some reason.
He pulled his old worn leather bound sketchbook out and laid it open on the table. he pulled out a pencil and looked around for something or someone to draw. The place wasn't at it's busiest but it was full of people.After a few moments of just looking around he decided to draw the people siting at and near by the bar. He enjoyed drawing people like this a lot. He thought the sketches were better when they were doing things that were natural to them.That was one of the reasons that he loved sketching in public.
He was soon lost in sketching the people. He didn't realize that he was focusing on sketching one stranger in particular.He noticed when a guy was good-looking but he never would admit that he thought that. He wasn't close to admitting that he liked guys in that way either. The man was sitting at a table closeby bar, reading a thick book. He had noticed the man in passing when he looked at the bar. he was also sketching out everyone else but he had focused on this stranger first for some reason.
