The side eye of death. Her passive smile she struggled to hold was betrayed by her unblinking glare. She had just came outside for some fresh air and that's what she had to see tonight?

I've been keeping with my plan of trying to do a sketch a day. Some days are better than others but I might have to slow down and refocus the way I'm doing faces. They are getting a little too stylized for my taste again. Apologies for the lack of anything else recently.