At the suite, Ele had set up the airbrush set and had watched Youtube for a few tutorials, eventually getting the hang of it and had a few practice pieces of flames, rainbow gradients, and other things. When she had finished with that, Ele sat curled up on the back porch of the suite with a cup of tea and music playing from her phone. Balanced on her legs was her old, worn out sketchbook that she used for personal drawings, kind of like a journal. The drawing in front of her was of the inside of the Camaro, from the point of view of the passenger's side.
One thing that Ele had committed to memory was the way Tyler held the steering wheel, comfortably and with ease, and so she had drawn his left arm outstretched and resting on the wheel, his right on the shifter, and the car interior from her perspective. Tapping her pencil on the edge of her book, Ele stared off into space just thinking about what her life would be like if she really did move out of the city.
This time, when Tyler made a bunch of noise, Ele smiled and got up from her chair and left her things where they were. Going out to the front, Ele opened the door and leaned against the frame, crossing her arms over her chest. Tipping her head to the side, Ele waited until Tyler had quieted down before calling,
"You know, a simple knock on the door would suffice! Plus, you're going to get me in trouble with the neighbors!"