At Lancaster Building
"Boss, you've improved with that sketch!" Tyron complimented, glancing at Alexander's canvases on his office wall. One was the sketch he'd made of Rain sleeping, and the other was her painting.
"But this painting... Ugh, I can't even tell it's supposed to be a person!" Tyron added bluntly, shaking his head.
Alexander chuckled, which made Tyron spin around, staring at him with his jaw dropped.
"It's the first time you didn't tell me to get out and do my work!" he exclaimed, blinking rapidly as if he couldn't believe what he saw. "Instead, you just... laughed!"
Alexander shrugged, still smiling. "Well, maybe I'm in a good mood."
Tyron crossed his arms, narrowing his eyes playfully. "Or maybe Mrs. Lancaster's finally rubbing off on you. She's a miracle worker!"
