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"I didn't bring a dead mouse this time."
"I heard you needed help with some papers."
"I'm not a call girl, but a little bird told me to visit."
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In my mind Yoko's added weight breaks the chair, ruining the moment. You're free to make up what happens next for yourself.
Yes, I know that desktop computers have more cables than that. I wasted all my patience on their jeans. Don't look at the desk and BLEGH parts that I drew at 5am. Actually, I don't care if you look at it... this is just a stress piece.
In case you haven't heard, I'm one of the most transparent people that ever lived. I'm very adamant to my friends that I do not lie, nor do I say things just to say something. I have substance behind my words, even if the person I'm speaking to cannot see it.
That being said, *Icymasamune
is one of my dearest friends and quite possibly knows the most about me. He's helped me through many tough spots in my life and helped me develop as an artist and as a person. I count myself lucky and blessed to call him my friend.
So. Because of that there are many instances in which I am frustrated that we live so far apart. We have joked about transporters and traveling through the internet, and being particularly stressed/frustrated by distance at the moment, my brain vomited this on a canvas between a project and commissions.
I originally wasn't going to post it... and then I asked someone for feedback and they bribed me. So here it is...
artists belong to their respective selves.