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he say with finality. Once in our suite, we sit on the couch, and he starts up the laptop on the coffee table and starts a Zoom call. Once the call connects we’re greeted with the faces of my other two knucklehead best friends, Jasper’s Gamma, Calix, and Delta, Aiden. Calix is actually the oldest of us. He’s twenty-five, Jasper and I are twenty-four and Aiden is twenty. I was the last to find my animai. “Hey, guys! How was the ball?” asks Aiden cheerfully.

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He said desperately and I followed, tearing away the seal, his expression told me it’s going to be something breath-taking and he placed his hand on his chest. “To, Dawn Amber Eldorado,” I read, my breath stuck, it must be Kai’s doing. A smile threatened to burst forth from my lips, knowing he was thoughtful enough to retain my mother’s name. “Team Animaniac, congratulates you for being the number 1 artist on Weekly Charts of New York times for two months,” my eyes wide, “and would like to give you an offer to work on an upcoming Anime, ‘The ‘Ed series’, we’d love to work with a talented artist like you and are awaiting your response eagerly.

Javidan sighed and texted back thanks for the info. "I like your guy friend," he tells me, handing my phone back. I rolled my eyes and heard the ding again. Looked at the message and smiled. Goodnight Ayira 🥰 Javidan glanced down and chuckled loudly. He pointed at me and yelled you got a boyfriend. I chuckled and replied with a gif of a cartoon reaper with a scythe with tiny hearts floating around it. My cheeks were pink over my brother's accusation. If only he knew Deagon was actually a reaper I'm certain he wouldn't be so cheerful.

Travis is working as an intern in his dad's company, lucky him and once Zada graduates this year with her degree in Business & Economics, she’ll also have a spot in the company, lucky her but either way, I’m proud of both of them and the growth they’ve both experienced since Azani’s birth. “Star of the show, good morning,” Max greeted as I entered the studio and I smiled rolling my eyes. “Hey Max, how are you?” I gave him a side hug, Max was one of the first friends I made since coming to this university, and I’ve had mad respect for him since I saw his pen art, I marvelled at the amount of patience he had with shading and detailing, in my opinion, he should have been the main artist, his wo

The man inside the metal rectangular box is sleeping comfortably and also he looks like a gentle and kind version of Aiden unlike Aiden himself, he's always stern as hell and strict as fuck because he always want his people to see him as a not an easy person to begin a friendship with. But what really caught Aiden's attention was its head. The head of the said man was opened like it's still under construction. There are wires, capacitors, batteries and a lot more inside his head and he's in total naked body. He's showing his full body and you'll be amazed because he really looks like a real human. A real Aiden. This is so amusing to see a creative artwork from Gomez Robotics, even the small

Then, she swiped the notification away. Erased. “Look, Mommy!” Adrian held up his drawing. “This is our family!” The picture showed a tall man, a beautiful woman, and a little boy. They were standing in front of a castle, under a blue sky. Jennifer kissed her son’s forehead gently. “It’s beautiful, baby.” Julian leaned against the doorframe, a soft smile on his face as he watched them. He knelt, ruffling Adrian’s hair. “A masterpiece for the gallery, little man.” His gaze then shifted to Jennifer, his eyes full of a quiet, profound love.

Silas pov The secrets were being laid out one by one, secrets that I would have never had a grasp on. “First of all, my name is Jade and I'm an orphan. I have a younger brother and a best friend.” “My dream is to eliminate all evil and turn the entire realm into a peaceful place, no dark magic, no taboo creation and a realm where everyone is treated fairly, both people with gifts and those with none.” “Joker.” Lana said, the mockery in her laughter was loud.

Aimee giggled and showed the student the design she wanted, then winked at Jayden as the student mixed the colors and started painting her face. Jayden watched, holding onto the bags of food they had bought. The students tried to coax him into sitting down and getting a painting too, but he neither moved nor spoke. Aimee’s painting was that of a peacock prancing, with her nose as the peacock’s body and the feathers spread across her forehead and temple. When she was done, she looked at Jayden and grinned, her face a myriad of colors but beautiful. “Won’t you get one? Even a small one on one cheek?” she asked, her voice soft with no pressure.