I wish I had a big bro when I needed one. Someone to wait for me at the gates of school and say "Ready to go home, lil' Bro?", and snap at the kids who'd make fun of me on the train. Someone I could talk to about my problems, someone who'd make me feel better about who I was, someone to act as my guardian and make me feel secure, everyday. Maybe, I wouldn't have turned out the way I am now. But, realistically... You deal with what you're dealt, and he doesn't exist. I was just thinkin, how I would of turned out, if he did.

Basic colouring, used only 6 touch markers in this. The jacket and pants are the same marker.