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"Ah." Joshua watched the girl paint for a moment, trying to figure out what she was making. However, after a few moments he gave up and just decided to ask. "So... what's that going to be?"
Nova made her way through the day awkwardly. She didn't like school, it was too... serious for her tastes. The teachers didn't like to be interrupted, and interrupting was kind of her thing. At lunch, she sat in the corner of a hallway, talking and laughing to herself.
After school she made...
"I hope he's okay..." Joshua looked at the girl, properly this time, and realized her breathing was uneven and she looked very nervous. "Er... are you okay? You look... scared. And you're stuttering..."
"Oh..." Joshua looked down at his work, then back up at the girl. "You think we should go after him?" He glanced out the door, not sure if he wanted to follow the other boy. Then again, what had made him run out of the room? Joshua looked around nervously.
Joshua watched as the boy got a new canvas and began painting. Not sure what to do, he walked over to one of the walls and looked at some of the paintings and drawings on it. He found his attention captured by one, a drawing of a woman with abnormally long arms, a hook at the end of one and a...
Joshua looked from the painting to the boy, confused by his choice of words. "Oh, that's..." Joshua contemplated for a moment what to say. "Interesting." He smiled at the boy, feeling just as awkward and nervous as the other boy looked. "Aren't you hot? I mean, you're wearing so many...
Saito Takumi
0200-0830 hours
September 1st
Takumi woke with a start from one of his frequent nightmares; finding himself entangled in sheets, he rolled around for a few minutes trying to get free. When he managed it, he glanced at his bedside clock. 02:00, it read. That made every...