hii bit of a short one
drawing
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everybody hates andrew
anyway, last night's events
"..."
"..."
"..."
It was late. It was really, really late.
"... Come on."
Nobody even bothered to keep the lights on at this hour.
"... Stop nagging. Don't nag."
Too late for any sane people to still be up.
"... Come. Come on."
Too early for any larks to be lurking.
"... Don't push. No pushy."
Babel, collectively, was sleeping. The landship breathed softly in unison.
"... Sit. C'mon, sit down. Sit here."
The pipes cooed with gentle streams. No hurry anywhere. No need to rush.
"Let... N-No. Let go of me. Let go."
Some doors – here and there – they creaked softly. A bathroom lamp buzzed to life.
"Look. Don't... Don't shove me, just look. Look in the mirror. Look at yourself."
Someone hung a curtain of rattling beads by the entrance.
"Stop... Stop touching me. Stop touching my c-clothes."
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