HEART ♥

[undesiring]

ATTENTION EVERYONE, ROSE WALKER NOW HAS A HEART ♥ I'll let you see it if you lend me yours~

Thanks a lot for it, Miranda. It may just be a picture on my skin but it still mean a lot. I missed it so much. My heart, I mean. I really want it back

And look at what Jed got for me, isn't he just sweet? Heh. At least Mom didn't send me a sweater.

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[holdontime]

Now you're awesome girl with a heart. Full package.

I like that shirt.

[undesiring]

Yeah. Yeah, I am. You still got the painting skills bonus though.

I like it better than mom's sweaters, but Shakespeare's not exactly handsome.

[holdontime]

Maybe I should make a living out of this...cut all strings with the parents and become one of those biker tattoo-ers.

You think? I'm sure there were handsome writers before...like...Byron? Baudellaire?

[undesiring]

You should, but not as a biker tattooer. Paint a collection and hold exhibitions, I can sponsor you.

Byron's okay if you're... into that kind of thing, but I can't see how Baudelaire is cute. But yeah, intelligent guys are cuter than dumb ones.

[holdontime]

Collections take time, but...why not?

It's the artists. The artists get me.

[undesiring]

Awesome. Take your time, I'm sure it'd gonna turn out to be wonderful.

The artists are too sensitive for me. They usually end up hating me for not being able to feel.

[holdontime]

Mhhmm.

Bogus to that. I couldn't give a damn if you felt or not as long as you bought my art. I guess I think I'd relate with them because we'd both be artists. But two artists never play nice together, anyway...there's competition, and anxiety, and all that bunch. Nah, I guess I'm just...fascinated when I see one at work. It's like when you're one of those extinct animals, and you find on of your kin? All's whoopdedoo, until you start fighting for food.

[undesiring]

Ahaha! It's like finding your long lost grandma twin after a whole life of thinking that s/he doesn't exist, huh? But doesn't love mean sharing? I mean, if you love them then you'd be willing to share the food.

[holdontime]

Artists don't share. That would be unartistical. Besides, competition makes for a more interesting life.

[undesiring]

Competing with a loved one hurts though, doesn't it? That's how it is in stories, at least. I don't really know if it works that way in real life.

[holdontime]

Mhmm, it's why artists prefer going solo, anyway.

[undesiring]

So you'd rather be alone for the rest of your life?

[holdontime]

No clue.

[undesiring]

Do you want company?

[holdontime]

For the rest of my life? Not sure...
Now? Yeah. Why not?

[undesiring]

Alright. I've been keeping DeadPool company, but he's asleep now so I'll go to you. Library?