Emily tried to remove Iris's hand, but it wouldn't budge. After a while, she removed it and got off her. She sat on the bed and stared at her friend.Emily sat up on the bed and burst into laughter. Iris joined too, and they laughed their hearts out.After they were done laughing, they both went to the painting room.Iris set a blank canvas for Emily, and they both sat down to paint. They timed themselves for an hour, and when the time was up, they stopped painting.Emily stood up from her chair and began to walk around the room, admiring the painting that she drew."Damn, you're really good at painting, Iris," she commented."I know," Iris replied."Show off." Emily rolled her eyes.Then she got to the painting that Iris had painted earlier and stopped in her tracks.She turned towards Iris.Iris already knew what she wanted to say."Before you ask, no, I didn't draw myself. That's not me. And we don't look familiar, we only have the same kind of eyes," she explained before Emily coul
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