I didn’t bother trying to collect the scattered papers; I would have to redo them all at this point; my mind was finicky that way, sometimes—if one drawing in a set was lost or ruined, I had to start over from the beginning, or else nothing about it would feel right.
I am absolutely loving the OCD representation here. AND IT’S DEPICTED SO WELL. It feels completely ingratiated to me, not at all forced or like the author is just doing it to give the character some depth.
