Hearing a sound you look over the edge of the balcony only to meet the tired gaze of your housemate. She sighs then looks away in search of a cloth to mop up her spilled coffee.

Been looking at perspective pictures again... my fursona seems to have had a boob job and it's not great, but I like the expression and as a first try of the angle I'm quite pleased with how it turned out. It pretty much reflects my current mood - grey and slightly melancholic.