Jasper sat cross-legged on the floor of her room, digging through her bag. Miles sat across from her, doodling in his sketchbook. They would spontaneously meet up a lot, usually in Jasper’s universe, since her parents were more chill with that than if Jasper disappeared off to Miles’ universe. Most of their time together was spent drawing, arguing, and showing off their drawings.

“Aha!” Jasper exclaimed, yanking her sketchbook out of her bag. “There it is.” It was a little worn out, with a bunch of stickers on the cover, but it worked perfectly for her. She held her pencil between her teeth and flipped through the pages.

At Jasper’s exclamation, Miles looked up at her curiously. “Finally found the thing?” He asked. He rolled his eyes when Jasper nodded eagerly in response. “You gotta take better care of that, y’know.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Look!” Jasper turned the sketchbook to show Miles one of her drawings. It was a cat chasing a butterfly.

“Ooh, nice.”

“What are you drawing?”

Miles narrowed his eyes. “None of your business,” he said.

Jasper set down her sketchbook and slid over next to Miles, trying to look over his shoulder. She started laughing as he shoved her away. “Boo, you’re no fun,” she huffed, shoving him back.

“You’re just nosy,” He grumbled, laughing with Jasper only moments after.