Your Soul to Mine

I'm having major essay burnout right about now. My brain just isn't working anymore. NO MORE ESSAYS. FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY, NO MORE ESSAYS.

This was my way of doing the responsible thing and procrastinating! Yaaaaaaay for procrastination!

I know I used a stock photo from DA for reference for this, but I can't find it for the life of me. I'll look for it and post it here ASAP, though. But just to be safe, I DID have a reference for this.

A few things:
1) I do not know why they are on the floor. Erik does not strike me as an on-the-floor type of person. Maybe they were playing Twister, and this is what happened.
2) Accurate anatomy? What's that?
3) Accurate perspective? What's that?
4) I wish I had curly hair. How many times do I have to repeat that? I love drawing Christine's hair, because it's so curly and long and voluminous, and mine is very short and Harry Potter-ish. Don't get me wrong, I like my hair a lot.
But it ain't Christine's.

Watercolor, marker, colored pencil, and ink.
The Phantom of the Opera © Gaston Leroux.