For weeks now, Beat has been in absolute puppy-love joy. He's finally started to date someone, that someone who he swore was the love of his life. Instead of tagging stupid things on the walls of the streets, or even his logo, anything of the such, all Beat has been able to tag is his lover.

Today was no different as Beat attempted to remember every detail of his beloved, yet they never looked quite right. He mentally went through the checklist again; smile? Yep. Eyes? Yep. Body? Yep. So what was it that made them look so off?

Beat sighed as he stared at the painting, eyebrows knitted together in confusion, throwing his hands up and letting them fall back down against his thighs. Gum came over, eyeing the painting as well as she cackled.

"Dude, you make them look so much hotter than they are!" Gum said, snorting as she laughed, finding his mistake to be just hilarious.