Chris walked back into Tilly's room. The once plain white walls now had a painting hung up. "Oh my god Tilly did you draw that?!" Chris asked as he stared at the painting in astonishment. "Yeah I dabble," Tilly replied. "It's really good," Chris smiled. Tilly smiled back at the compliment. She knew she was an amazing artist but she always loved to get praised.
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*Tilly's self portrait*
"I'm sorry Tilly but my brothers don't think we can keep you so you're only going to be here until we can find someone to take care of you," Chris told Tilly. The girl nodded in acknowledgement, "that's fine I wasn't planning on staying anyways." Chris smiled, taking a seat on her bed, "where were you going to go?" "I don't know, somewhere nice." Chris nodded, patting the spot beside him, "why don't we watch a movie." "Alright," Tilly agreed, taking a seat in the spot Chris motioned to.
The two began to watch Spider-Man before both of them drifted off into sleep.
