Open; Incomplete
[he's at a table in a far section of the room, a pile of paper and a packet of coloured pencils in front of him. he'd woken up with the oddest urge to draw, despite never really enjoying the activity. hesitantly picking up a pencil, he starts sketching. it's not really all that good, but it slowly starts taking shape. oddly enough, he looks a little dazed while he's doing it.]