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"Uh, yes? It's certainly not as fun or entertaining as watching a movie or drawing or holding a conversation. You don't even really exist when you're asleep, how dry is that?"

@zcsiro “Sleep is over just as fast as it starts. Can we really give it a title like boring?”

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@xgidni / "Well I was drawing, but my hand got tired so I had to take a little break. What are you doing?"

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INSTAGRAM: one new post from @ZESIRO!

zesiro: Shoutouts to adderral for always making me want to draw.

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"You think I should? They only happen once or twice a month."

“I be having headaches that not even ibuprofen can cure. It doesn’t make sense.”

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"Probably, but my body reacts weirdly to certain medications."

“I be having headaches that not even ibuprofen can cure. It doesn’t make sense.”

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"I be having headaches that not even ibuprofen can cure. It doesn't make sense."

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Hey.

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"Not in homeroom, clearly." He chuckles. "I've been at home, really. Haven't been feeling too well lately."

“Yes. Our homeroom teachers gave out permission slips.” She said tilting her head to the side. “Where have you been?”

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"There's a trip next week?"

“So, what’s moves for this weekend?”

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"So, what's moves for this weekend?"

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"Why would you beat my ass? I've done nothing! I'm a nice, ridiculously handsome young man who minds his business. I don't deserve this."

an amused smirk etched across kyomo’s lips at his fear, chuckling softly she shook her head. “sorry, for once, that was not my intention.” she nodded her head listening to him speak. “interesting, do you think you could design a tattoo?”

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"$1 Million? Nah, I don't know about all that. Does this look like something you'd pay that much for?" Zesiro tilts the canvas towards him, showing him the abstract drawing that's slowly coming together as the talk.

“Not an tattoo but I’m sure it could be like an a million dollar master piece.”

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"You on some dark, spooky shit." He side-eyes her jokingly. "You already have some? I mean, we're holding a conversation so I guess you're doing an okay job."

an amused smirk etched across kyomo’s lips at his fear, chuckling softly she shook her head. “sorry, for once, that was not my intention.” she nodded her head listening to him speak. “interesting, do you think you could design a tattoo?”

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"But could I turn my art into a presentable-looking tattoo though? Probably not. It'd end up looking like I was drunk when I tatted it."

“I mean I can do a little something. I draw.. But it’s only to do Tattoos.”