[there's a new mural somewhere on the third floor. although it's no longer Neku's job, it's still an outlet for him to express himself. in contrast to his previous work, though, this one is much darker-both literally and figuratively. it's completely monochrome, with the usual abstract shapes. there are no words or phrases this time; the thick, angry strokes do all the talking.]
[he thought recording himself painting again would make him feel better, but it doesn't really. as he finishes, he walks over to his Guide to shut it off. he'd try deleting the post, but he's much too apathetic about it. (plus, he is still proud of the work he's done, in spite of its inspiration.) he mumbles under his breath while he fiddles with the buttons; it's somewhat audible.]
Tch. And you made a big deal about me leaving before... guess I need to find out how it feels.
[the feed shuts off.]
[and then a small while after, a text arrives for someone...]
[text/private]
hey