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Today most of Finnegan’s classes got canceled with a bug that was going around the whole Arts department. But Ashton still had to work and class so he spent most of the morning finishing his painting for ancient art class and now he just wanted to get outside. It was a nice day out. The sun was behind clouds as often as it wasn’t so there was no danger in getting burned from sitting in the Square people watching.

And if anyone noticed him with his earphones plugged in and pencil flying across his pencil no one said anything. They would most likely just glare at them if he told them that he was trying to see how much detail he could give a person as they walked from one end of the Square to the other. He had hundreds of little figures drawn in dark red, blue and green pencils. They were talking on their cell phone, holding hands, smiling, laughing, walking, sprinting (those were always Finn’s favorite to draw, a frozen moment of motion), playing, or being generally angry with the world.

Finnegan didn’t know that he was sketching a still person until he looked down to his paper and noticed that he has drawn a progression of moment of one girl who looked like she was searching for something and then she pulled out her phone. Finn pulled out one ear bud, loud English pop making the people around him stare more the usual, as he looked at the ground near his feet to find a little keychain.

Maybe a kid dropped it? Looking at it the little pixeled pet looked quite unhappy and maybe hungry? Looking down at the poor thing and then around the Square his glance landed on the girl that was just standing there looking off into the distance. He believed that he saw her over here earlier but he still didn’t want to walk up to her and ask if she dropped something. That was no way to pick up the ladies Finn giggled to himself and fixed his lime green lenses as he set the little contraption on the step next to him in plain site if the girl would glance in his direction.

Maybe this was a bad idea.

Finn kept on sketching though, so there was no way that he was stopping before he was finished. Drawings that weren’t done made him itch, something under his skin that clawed at him and never let him sleep at night before he finally brought himself to add whatever the thing needed.

Sighing to himself he quickly looked up to see if the girl moved and he almost smiled when he saw that she was frozen in place. He was too far away to see the expression that well, but she looked thoughtful and maybe a little bit…scared? Now Finn smiled a little sadly.

Hopefully this wouldn’t freak her out too much, the poor thing was making sad chirping like noises and he had no idea how to work the little mechanical pet. He would most likely hurt it, so he just kept up his drawing.

There.

It was done. Finnegan put on his best smile, the one that always got him free milkshakes from the nice lady at the mall. He held up his drawing at the girl for a moment before he tore it out of his note book. He did it on the back of all the other sketches of the girl searching around everywhere.

He also got up to move, because it was maybe getting a little late and he needed to sit with Hachiko before he left. The poor thing needed the company after all.

The drawing was another picture of the girl, but this time it was of her smiling as she found her little pet, but this time it wasn’t pixels on a small screen but it was as real as she was and hiding behind the statute in the square.

Finn nodded to her again and slowly started to pack up; placing the picture under the little pet to make sure it didn’t blow away. He didn’t want to get fined for littering after all. That was never fun. Tapping his fingers to the beat of the song he placed his pencil in his pocket he looked up at the sun. It was a little late, but maybe Ashton was still on shift? A burger sounded lovely at the moment.

Finnegan tried not to grin like an idiot, though his roommate was telling him that it was the things that children’s nightmares were made of. But hopefully he was just being an a** and his grin really didn’t scare people…that would not help this situation at all.

Instead Finn put on a small smile, the same one he got when he was talking about the soft lines that his pencil made on a blank piece of paper. “It’s really no problem. My nieces have a bunch of them and whenever they try to tell me how to work them the poor things never make it through the day.” Wincing at how that came out, because he bet the girl would love to know that he could have accidently killed her poor pet.

“You don’t have to do anything,” Finnegan stopped himself because he might be a little socially awkward but he still noticed that this girl in front of him didn’t like people too much, or at least not him. Swallowing Finn smiled, maybe this time a little more awkwardly then before, “Would you like to sit with me while I keep Hachiko company for a minute, the poor things needs some friends after all?”

Finnegan might have let his smile slip into a grin, but he made sure his eyes were still smiling. “Thanks.” He said simply as he got his supplies back out. Now that he had someone to sit with he didn’t feel as weird trying to draw every movement he could.

He was never one to get self conscious when someone was looking over his shoulder, Finn kind of enjoyed it when people watched when he was sketching if only because he loved spying on other people as well.

“Do you know the story behind poor Hachiko?” Finnegan asked curiously as he pooped one ear bud in, the one not facing towards the girl and went on to draw the dog running beside a skate boarder who just whooshed by, Finnegan’s green pencil flying over the blank page.