[ The work carries him through for a while. Sharkface works quietly, putting lines up on the wall. Blocking for the project to follow. He likes to lay things out first, figure out how the elements will interact. And for a while, he loses himself in the process.
He keeps track of time, though, and he sets his pencils and ruler down when it comes around time for dinner. He steps over to Drake's side and reaches out to touch his arm, gentle. ]
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He keeps track of time, though, and he sets his pencils and ruler down when it comes around time for dinner. He steps over to Drake's side and reaches out to touch his arm, gentle. ]
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