Uh-timeskip?
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It was the next day and Olian was wearing this, he wad walking to the coffee shop, just getting something to drink.
Lysandre walked in
he was already seated and had his coffee already, he was sitting alone, sketching on a napkin.
"Hm?"
He looked over at him
"hmmmm...maybe....some scary faces.."
He mumbled under his breath as he continued to draw.
"...?"
He then picked up the drawing and looked at it then tilted his head and smiled a little.
"Perfect."
He mumbled and he started getting up, putting the pen behind his ear.
(COME OVER HEREEEEE)
