Ocs- Stories

He sits on a rock outside the treehouse for right now, since he didn't feel like being inside. Mel's ear twitched hearing the a nice melody from a guitar, he puts his journal in his satchel and wonders off towards the sound. as I walked home My thoughts only about the boy I had met, he was cute, and he was also very talented in his guitar skills,but one thing stuck to me. "WHY DID HE NOT EXIT THE WOODS".

haha shit drawings ahead