“It’s like talking to a statue! Everything I say just seems to bounce off! I told you about this evening, weeks ago! Nothing ever sinks in with you.
“And how can you say that about my sister? You’re so cold, so unfeeling, so heartless… You’re just impervious to anything, your’re so rigid. I wish I could erode that hard-hearted exterior somehow.
Just saw this image on Deviant. It tickled me, and I had a little time this evening so thought I’d scribble something. Anybody else fancy writing it?