02 ; In which Sniper discovers his lack of a social circle

[longnosedliar]

[There's more than a few blobs of ink here as Sniper thinks about what he wants to say.] Exactly how long was I gone from here? It... didn't feel like that long, but obviously everybody couldn't have written so much in one afternoon. I guess it's not that much weirder than everything else, but it's still pretty weird. Ah, and Bridge, sorry for

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[paintitgray]

Nice sketch. You're good with inks.

[longnosedliar]

Ah, thanks. I've never really drawn much up till now. Since I've been here, I mean, since I figure I must have done it before.

[paintitgray]

I know the feeling.

[longnosedliar]

You like to draw?

I'm sorry, she's so fricking closemouthed. XD;

[paintitgray]

You could say that.

...about drawing? XD

[longnosedliar]

Well, either you do or you don't, right?

About nearly everything. XD;

[paintitgray]

I like doing it. I need to work on my skills.