Ayla's Painting
"Ayla! Hey! AYLA!" Jess screamed as he jogged to catch up with the ever so tall and fast blonde. "Hey!" He said again, tugging on Ayla's elbow, before bending over to catch his breath for a few moments.
For a couple of months now, Ayla had been pestering Jesse for a painting of her. It had been well known that Jesse enjoys art, and always has. Therefore, everyone felt the need to ask him for different pieces for them to have. He never complained though, as he quite enjoyed making each piece. Though sometimes he had a hard time parting with them.
"I got that painting you asked for finished." He huffed out, as he returned to his normal height before stretching out his back. "Here." He said, holding it up towards her. "Hope you like it."














