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[my_numbertwo]

[It's a nice spring day that should be taken advantage of by getting out and enjoying the, er, beauty of camp. . . Just squint, okay? Wherever you are, you may notice a young man sketching away on a pad of paper. If you aren't the type to bother some random stranger who is deeply engrossed in their work, well, there's always camp

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[thecarisboring]

[HEY LOOK SOMEBODY WHO RESPECTS PERSONAL SPACE]

[unfortunately looking over your shoulder from a couple feet away isn't very effective]

Whatcha drawing?

[my_numbertwo]

[not looking up]

Whatever comes to mind.

[thecarisboring]

((BAH WORK.))

...So, can I see?

[my_numbertwo]

Ah, sure.

[holding it out-a landscape much like the one in front of him sans camp elements with a woman walking through it]

[thecarisboring]

...

I was gonna make a crack about there not being much to draw around here, but wow. That's really good.

[my_numbertwo]

. . . Thank you.

[thecarisboring]

Hey, even my powers of snark fail in the face of actual talent.

So is the sign your doing, or Camp being helpful as usual?

[my_numbertwo]

[. . . asldha]

Camp.

[thecarisboring]

[noticing that reaction but filing it away for later]

Figures. Oh well. Might've taken you up on the offer otherwise.

[my_numbertwo]

[no love]

It doesn't mean I won't, just that camp made the sign.