(He glances up at you as you approach him in the streets. You see his art behind him, but you have a feeling he isn't proud of it.) "Hey, it's you." (He flashes you a fleeting smile before his gaze moves to the ground again.) "I've been thinking about what you said. Are you sure you still want to hang out with me? I don't want you to get caught in my mess."
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