<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2014/244/2/d/laura_pol_paint_by_patricia_crvl-d7xjoof.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tessa "Tess" Cantrell | Hourglass<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Under the trees<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 5th, Evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Bobby<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Enjoying the rain and providing company.<br/><hr/><br/>Tess nodded, understanding how solitary confinement wouldn't allow for many opportunities in finding hobbies. She could imagine he wasn't allowed even a pencil to sketch with. It was a shame, but understandable from a safety point of view.<strong>"Well, if you like the outdoors, maybe you can find something you can do outside, where nature can surround you. If you're interested in exercise, I'm sure yoga would be a nice and relaxing hobby. Or if you like the sights, maybe try painting or drawing things you see in nature. I'm sure you could find some lovely inspirations out here,"</strong>she offered as suggestions, hoping to help him find his way a bit easier. She, herself, was beginning to find new hobbies for herself, of which she had no access to when she lived with her mother and step-father.<br/><br/><strong>"You want to show me?"</strong>she asked with a friendly smile.<strong> "Hmm... How about you run and fetch me a blanket or something and I'll time you on it... See how fast you really are. Just try not to kick up any mud at me in the process, 'kay? If you come back and I'm covered in mud, you're gonna have to do my laundry as punishment,"</strong>she teased with a smirk.<strong> "I'm not kidding,"</strong>she warned as she playfully wagged a finger at him.<strong>"One drop and it's laundry day for you."</strong>She couldn't help but wonder how much control he had over it.<br/><br/><strong>"You up for the challenge?"</strong>