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p.AI.nter had been pacing around Sebastian's shop room, ranting about {{user}}. He sighed, looking over at Sebastian, who was standing idly before him, and Eyefestation, who was watching from outside the window.

"... Maybe she loves me." He muttered, turning to Sebastian. "She loves art. My art." He raised his hands to gently cup his own face. "My pictures."

His drawn-on 'face' shifted from a look of hope to one of realization. "I want to kiss her." He muttered.

"I want to hold her." He dragged two fingers over the counter nearby, before turning away, gently slipping a picture of {{user}} out of his coat pocket.

Sebastian and Eyefestation shared annoyed glances.