Joining the family
Sitting in his room on his giant gaming chair, Even was starting to write a few notes down on his laptop. At the same time, in his room, he had a bunch of sticky note pads everywhere. His wall was currently a blank canvas. At least it was this way at the moment.
If one was to look closely, they could see markings where the paint on the wall had changed colours slightly, where some of it had chipped from pulling off a piece of blue-tac too hard. It took a while until Even eventually realised the best and safest thing was just sticky notes, but even then, they would just fall to the ground.
Which was why he had resorted to putting pins in the wall, no longer caring about it. His parents had long given up telling him off for his' Uniqueness.'