Novel & Cerita Sanji Drawing

“Thank you anyway.” That evening. The kitchen. All of them — Damon and Marcus James and Sandy and Zara. The ordinary Thursday evening shape of the house. Sandy was drawing. A new drawing. Not the house with four windows this time. A building. A detailed one. Facades and windows placed with the specific care of someone who had been shown how. Zara looked at it. “Sandy,” she said. “Rosie showed me,” Sandy said. “How to do the windows.”

There were several crayons scattered there and a piece of paper. I stood and approached it. On the table was the paper Kirana had shown me a week ago. The white paper was full of crayon scribbles. A drawing of a small girl with a pink dress and a ribbon in her hair. Next to her, an adult male figure with a black suit. Only two people. No mother. Below it, small handwriting that was still messy: Kirana loves Dad. My hand trembled as I picked up the drawing. My chest felt tight like being crushed by a giant stone.

"The new teachers will be very kind to you. No one will ever bully you again." Stanley buried his little face in the crook of my shoulder and gave a muffled "okay". After a moment, he said softly, "Daddy, I drew a picture for you." He handed me the piece of paper. There was a tree and three people on it—me, Stanley, and Carmen, whom he had barely seen since he was old enough to remember. The moment I saw the drawing, tears fell before I could stop them. "Daddy, why are you crying? Did I not draw it well?" Stanley wrapped his arms around mine.

They just make a face and just stay silent for a while. Neu opens his phone and trying to do some research. He got a feeling that maybe they didn't have any time to waste when they're doing their new job. He found some good memes but he just needs to hold it on for a while. In the time he was browsing, he found an artist that was good at drawing. So he just contacts that person and going to ask some advice from him about improving his skills in drawing. But it seems like that person was not active. So he just waits for it. He asks Sabu-sama "Other than drawing a manga, Is there have anything that we need to do?" Sabu-sama tells Neu that there maybe will have some other things that they need

Anderson suggested that Jane pursue painting instead of entertainment. Jane's smile faltered for a moment, noticing that sometimes Anderson could be as stubborn as Jonathan. Whenever this topic came up, the atmosphere turned sour. Piper quickly intervened, "All the food is ready, let's eat." As the waiter entered, Jane asked, "Can you please get me some paper and a pen?" "Sure thing," the waiter replied and brought the requested items. Once the door was shut, Jane took the pen and began drawing the dishes on the table. However, her left hand started shaking uncontrollably, and the lines on the paper turned chaotic.

"Go clean. Dinner is ready." "Okay, I'll just arrange all these," They all went out except Billy and Jack. "Wow! You draw Sir Larson so well. Every tiny detail, you got it." Billy commented, looking at my drawing. I drew James the first time I met him, walking on the sidewalk, playing with a towel in his hands "Really?" I asked, smiling. "Yes, The color of his hair, eyes, skin, and clothes, you got it perfectly. He looks alive in your drawing. You are very talented, Miss Cassandra."

There’s something scribbled onto it and my brows furrowed as I tried to make a guess of it. I had no freaking idea whatever the hell he just drew but I smiled anyway and shifted my gaze back to him. “What is it, baby?” I asked, genuinely curious to know what that misshaped drawing that vaguely looked like a round-shaped face with… hair? sticking out of it from every angle. “Papa!” Kian answered enthusiastically and he pushed up the small sketch book into my face for a clearer view, like he thought I couldn't see it properly. The smile drained from my face and my heart momentarily skipped a beat at his words.

“Mo—“ “Who sketched this?” “I-I did.” I raised my hand feeling a little bit shy that Jordi’s mom saw my drawing. My only intention was to give that drawing to Jordi and only Jordi and now I felt slightly embarrassed that his mother saw it. I don’t really know what she’s going to think about it.

he says as he hands over the piece of paper. As I look at the drawing, I can’t help but think I have made an impression. A male cartoon character is lying on a table with a knife through his hand. Blood was oozing over the side of the table. A girl with yellow hair stands behind the table. At her feet is a broken crown. The title at the top of the page reads ‘The Beta has arrived. It’s about time.’ “I’m guessing someone else is glad you’re here,” Matty says as he throws a strawberry into his mouth.

He whines and I laugh at him. I raffles his hair and hold his face in my palms. “So… how is handsome Denzel doing today?” “I’m fine! Here….” He reaches for a drawing book next to him on the bed and shows me a page where drew…. Ah! I don’t even know what he drew! But I guess it’s some cartoons. “… Look, Anna, I drew hulk and captain America!” “Oh… “ I take a closer look and frown, why doesn’t they look like the hulk and captain America I know?