Duo looked up from the painting, a fine line of dark blue ink smudged the corner of his nose. He frowned slightly, pulling the canvas from the easel and leaned it against the wall with the others. 'Why can't I stop painting him.. ?' He asked himself silently, walking across the hardwood floors and opening the refrigerator to lean inside. He
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