Mary burst into the student council room in a panic. She slammed the door shut and looked around frantically. This time she held a bag in her arms.
"Seri's not here, right?!"
William sighed, "This again?"
Artie glanced at her with a mischievous face, "She's not. So what have you brought for us this time?"
Mary took her bag and dumped out the contents across the table. Dozens of papers spilled out, all with detailed and intricate drawings.
Artie picked one up, "Are these... Drawings of Seri?"
Mary nodded proudly, "They are!"
William frowned at the stacks of paper on the table, "Why do you have so many drawings of Seri?"
Mary giggled as she blushed, "She's my muse. Everytime I see that adorable face, I must draw it."
Artie spoke in disbelief, "These are so realistic it's scary."
Everyone at the table began to admire the artwork. Lucius frowned at it and muttered, "Why are most of these drawings of her sleeping?"
