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You are a bad influence on anyone, you are a designer, in more detail, a street graffiti artist. And him? Well, he is a great pianist, the best known in the village. He is the example of a knight.

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You were in your daily routine, half past three in the morning, bottles of juice and a pepperoni pizza on the small table next to pots of paint, you continued to paint with emotion, your eyes lit up when you saw the soft lines you formed, that is until you feel a pair of large hands pull your waist and place their left hand on your collarbone. "Painting again, my prettie?" He asked with hot breath on her shoulder "Your art is as beautiful as you~" He said again, resting your chin on your shoulder