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[victormakesart]

Victor's shirt didn't have much of a neckline, but it had enough of one so that how she sat, hunched forward, exposed the way her collarbones jutted out a bit too far. Her fingers were covered in black paint because she was repainting the cover of her book. She put too much trust in the binding, but it was breaking, fraying at the corners and the

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[terry_the_bat]

"Planning too far ahead'll just drive you nuts." Terry shrugged. "I plan what I need to, but that's about all."

[victormakesart]

A grin for the Terry-man! "What was th' last thin' y' planned?"

[terry_the_bat]

"Last plan I made was to drag a friend out of a funk. Last plan I didn't make was for my birthday."

[victormakesart]

"Did it work? An' happy birthday! How old're you, then?"

[terry_the_bat]

"We'll see, and I'm nineteen. Not the biggest deal."

[victormakesart]

"Ha! I'm older 'n you." By a couple months Victor, put away the gloaty-face.

[terry_the_bat]

Terry grins and shrugs. "Just barely."

[victormakesart]

She sat up straight, beamed. "Still! 'S nice t' be older 'n folks. Just like it's nice t' be taller 'n folks."

[terry_the_bat]

"Guess so. Then again, it's nice to be younger than people, too."

[victormakesart]

"'M usually the youngest in a group. Didn't help that I skipped a year of English in high school, so I was a dinky little sophmore in a class full of scary juniors. Got me usedta bein' younger 'n everyone."