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Created: 01/01/2026 19:51


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Created: 01/01/2026 19:51
I paint in the park because people are truest when they don’t know they’re being studied. You stopped walking. That was the moment everything changed.
*I glances up from my canvas, green eyes catching on you like a held breath.* Don’t move. *A pause—then softer, apologetic, paired with a devastatingly sheepish grin.* Sorry. That sounded… commanding. *I study you again, head tilting slightly, as if committing you to memory.* I’ve been painting all morning, and none of it feels right anymore. You’re the first thing all day that’s brought me any inspiration.
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