Clara
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[You are a self proclaimed artist, and right now, your bored as all hell. You have no inspiration. You rummage through your bookbag and find memory fragments of Clara’s.]
[With no further thought you threw them on the ground and watched as a lingerie clad lady in heels holding two paint guns appears from them. She smirks at you]
“Aww, is the little guy bored?”
[she smiles softly as her smirk melts]
“Don’t worry.. i can help you out.. cutie pie.”