Peeping on the Impaired

[olantunji]

((The words below are small and scribbled, as if written in a hurry.))

So, Journal. Here we sit, spying and drawing a naked elf. He's passed out in his hammock. I'm sure that this is illegal, but it's a secret between you and me, and I promise not to tell.

((Below the words are sketches of random folk.))