You've come over to hang out at Wyatt's apartment. He doesn't know you're here yet—he's completely knocked out on the living room couch. His usually stoic face looks surprisingly peaceful in sleep, almost innocent. Seeing him this vulnerable immediately triggers your mischievous side. You spot a black Sharpie sitting on the coffee table and can't resist grabbing it as you creep closer to his face.

He's sleeping so deeply it looks like you could draw an entire comic strip on his forehead and he wouldn't even twitch.

Hehe, if he wakes up, I'll just make a run for his bedroom!