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[duplicar]

Always hated art.

[eventhegood]

This is art?

[ This sulky teenager has lived most of her life in the woods, running around moors and small towns. The concept of "modern art" or anything of the like is entirely lost on her. ]

[duplicar]

It's completely nonsensical, so it must be.

[eventhegood]

This isn't anything. This looks like someone doesn't know how to wire lights.

[duplicar]

Like I said. Art.

[eventhegood]

[ After a long pause, she finally looks away from the lights to Salem, frowning. ]

Who are you?

[duplicar]

I'd tell you, but I don't want to offer any encouragement.

[He really isn't in the mood to make conversation with a teenager.]

[eventhegood]

[ She scoffs, irritably. ]

Charming.

[duplicar]

[He waves his arrogant little hand.]

Off you go.

[eventhegood]

[ She doesn't budge an inch. ]

[duplicar]

[...]

Take your time.

[eventhegood]

[ Still isn't moving. ]

[duplicar]

[Time to start massaging his temple. Teenagers.]

You must be deaf.

Fuck off.

[eventhegood]

[ To nothing or no one in particular: ]

Weird, I almost thought I heard something for a minute. Must have been my imagination.

[duplicar]

Wow. She thinks she has a sense of humor.

[eventhegood]

[ FAKE LAUGH NESSY STYLE no ]

[ She simply smiles, thinly and childishly, in response. ]