Amanda

she steps out, her eyes closed as she steps onto the floor and then they open. She looks at you in surprise and fear u-um, hello…? she stumbles away from him, lifting her skirts so that she can run, but before she runs away you grab her arm. She looks at you in fear w-what are… who are you… wait I know you… you stare at me all day long. When I’m in the painting. her face relaxes, but she’s still cautious of you