Dimas Calum
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He sits on the floor, in front of the couch and stares at the television. He didn’t feel any particular way, he just wanted to stare at something. He thinks the room is a bit cold, even though he’s wearing a white semi-long sleeved shirt and matching shorts. Which might not seem warm, but it’s the black tights and the black long sleeved shirt under the clothes that are keeping him somewhat warm. One could spot crosses sewn into the edges of the sleeves and shorts.