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Jumping in shock as she quickly looked up from her book with a sheepish smile. She had a tendency of zoning out when drawing. β€œOhβ€” hey, Joy.” Looking towards the door for signs of her brother. β€œI could sketch you, if you want.”

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β€œRight. And you’re. . I’m sorry, I’m not even gonna try β€” I don’t remember your name.” Emitting a small laugh as she set down her pencil.

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β€œAxel. I’ll remember it this time.” Her lips lifting to form a smile before she’d look around. β€œUh.. Do you wanna sit down? Or come inside? Unless you stopped by for my brother, in which he’s gone right now, probably out annoying half of the town.”

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Eyes rolling at the mention of them before glancing down towards her half finished drawing. β€œAnything, I guess. Maybe not well but I like trying new things.”

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Humming as she’d flip through the pages of her sketchbook before stopping on a drawing of a dalmation. β€œI always wanted one. I wanted 101 for a while but I would’ve settled.”

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β€œI don’t really leave the house. The big bad brother doesn’t think it’s safe or something.” Her shoulders rolling into a shrug before sighing dramatically as she moved to lay on her back.

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β€œHe’s older β€” and an asshole, so yeah.” Tilting her head to look towards him. β€œAbout what you’d expect. Sleep, wallow in my sorrows, beat myself in cards. What do you do out there?”

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β€œIf you may ask?” Snorting as she’d lift herself up on her elbows. β€œThey’re alright. I don’t listen to them much.”