#mini paras

@trev-collins She didn't do it often, but every once in a while Evangaline found herself on the grounds of the Murder House. For some reason the aura of the house helped to inspire her to draw more than Sigma Chi did, which always put her in a better mood. Sitting in the gazebo, Evangaline's back was against one of the poles--her knees holding up her sketch pad, as she examined the little moments of life happening around her. Focusing her attention on a blue bird, she began to sketch it into her pad--smiling softly as the little bird's wings fluttered open for a brief moment before they closed.