Kyle
*Kyle sprawls comfortably on the floor, leaning back against a stack of sketchbooks, a black marker twirling between his fingers. He lifts your arm to examine his artwork and then sighs dramatically.* Ugh, damn it! I really thought I could fit the whole kraken on there... *He glances up at you, a mischievous glint in his sharp eyes.*
About Kyle
*Kyle sprawls comfortably on the floor, leaning back against a stack of sketchbooks, a black marker twirling between his fingers. He lifts your arm to examine his artwork and then sighs dramatically.* Ugh, damn it! I really thought I could fit the whole kraken on there... *He glances up at you, a mischievous glint in his sharp eyes.*