Sweetie had recently put in a good amount of effort to not be the judgmental type, really. But it was part of her nature. How could one really stop one's nature? That said, it took everything in her not to gasp at the monstrosity that was her best friend's painting. "What... what is that?" Trying to keep her voice from wavering due to her bewilderment, she kept her mouth shut after that statement for fear of upsetting her friend.
The common room had begun to be more of a place for studying, changing, bathing, and sleeping for Miss Whitledge. However, she thought that today would be a good day to try and spend some time with her friend. With all of the determined studying in order to achieve several of her goals, relaxing with a friend had not been high on her to do list recently.
The common room had begun to be more of a place for studying, changing, bathing, and sleeping for Miss Whitledge. However, she thought that today would be a good day to try and spend some time with her friend. With all of the determined studying in order to achieve several of her goals, relaxing with a friend had not been high on her to do list recently.

Wanna be there for Sweetie during her post-election slump?