Akira's hand needed rest after an hour of constant drawing. So she put down her drawing pen and stretched her tired arms. She then got up and shook up her tired body before doing some slight bending by touching her toes, then up, then touching her toes again, then up.
"Ahhhh!!! That feels good." She exclaimed as she continued her light exercise to stretch her aching body.
Suddenly she heard her phone buzz, and when she looked, she saw that there was an incoming call. She swiftly reached for her phone that was on the top of her desk beside the drawing board. Her eyes widened when she saw who was calling. Akira hesitated for a moment, debating if she should answer or not.
The buzzing ended, and the call was gone. She let out a sigh of relief. It was her other older brother James. The one who never smiled and always had a stern look plastered on his face. She wondered what he wanted.
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Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!