[Short Flashback]
"How do you even write these scenes without experiencing them?"
Silo had his eyes covered with his hands, his fingers spread just enough to peek at her illustrations. The tips of his ears reddened at the explicit drawing. He and Lola were seated on the floor around the small table in her tiny apartment.
"Oh, my god!"
Lola chuckled as she retrieved her tablet from him. "Goodness. Silo, you're already old. Don't you watch porn?!"
"Hey!"
"Hahaha." She laughed, snapping her eyes back to the explicit illustrations she had drawn. "I don't need experience for these. All I need is imagination."
She smacked her lips, her mind drifting briefly. She only snapped out of it when Silo suddenly asked,
"Where did you get the inspiration this time?"
"Huh?"
"This new character," he pointed out. "You always base your characters on people. So who is this guy? A celebrity?"
