Sebastian asked if he could borrow my desk for a while. I said, “Sure. Whatcha up to?” But he wouldn’t tell me. He simply asked that I leave him to his creativity. Then I asked if I could watch and he said no. Sebastian is up to something.
I tried to be nonchalant when I walked by him very, very slowly – with my camera – several times.
The first time this is what he was doing. He had poured out my rhinestones. H-m-m-m.
“Are you playing stoplight, Sebastian?”
“Don’t you have something to do?” came the reply.
This is Sebastian’s “you’re not supposed to be in here” look.
“Okay, okay. I’m leaving – for a bit,” I said.
When I came back Sebastian was trying to close his suitcase.
“Uh, Sebastian, something is sticking out there.”
“Sitting on it won’t help,” I advised helpfully.
“Well, now something different is sticking out. What is that?”
“Nope, try again. Whatcha got in there, buddy?”
“All secure, huh? Won’t you give me a little hint?
What’s in the suitcase?”
Yep, Sebastian is definitely up to something. I wonder what it is.