Tim was entirely focused on his computer screen, going through all of his recent photographs, sorting them into files.

Stephanie was on his bed, sketchbook in hand, biting at her lip as she focused on getting the lines just right.

She grabbed a brush, dipping into the color she wanted and pressing gently against the page.

"What are you painting?" Tim asked, glancing over. Stephanie froze.

"Uh. None ya?"

Tim raised an eyebrow. "Alright. Paint me like one of your French girls, Stephie." Stephanie snorted, throwing a pillow at his head. Tim just smiled and turned back to his computer.

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Totally forgot to tag who requested the last chapter 😅

It was an anon on Tumblr, they requested the 2, 3, and 4th chapter of these stories