Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33964026-20180424004052

Tyler couldn't continue sketching. He totally had artist block. The son of Tinkerbell had been drawing, or at least attempting to draw from the past three hours and all the sketches and designs he had come up with, he hated. He finally left his boutique and walked out onto the street watching the people walk in front of his shop, attending to their own business. Even since he arrived at Ever After High, a while ago, he hadn't made very many friends, at all. He guess he just didn't seem like the kind of person that other people would want to approach and get to know. He didn't know how to really change this though. He just continued living his life as best he could.

He sauntered down from the boutique porch and started walking among the others along the street. 