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“.. There’s charcoal in the closet back there, and yes I got a pencil. Your sitting next to a mug filled with pen’s and pencils.”

"Hm-" 

He looked up

"....Oh-" 

“…”


Heisenberg at this point, was now just focusing on his book. Grabbing a pen from the mug, and underlining something in the book. |>

"..." 

He grabbed the charocal from the closet

“.. What are you even gonna do with the Charcoal?”

"..." 

He didn't answer, instead grabbing a piece of blueprint paper from the desk. 

“.. As much as I like silence, I do not want to hear just that from you.”

He put the paper ontop of a drawing board and sprawled out on the ground on his stomach, legs behind him. he grabbed the charcoal. 

Now this got his attention, Heisenberg sat his book aside, (which actually turned out to be a journal), and watched His movements.. intrigued on what he was doing now.


(.. Oh, I almost forgot to say-, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAH FRIEND! I noticed the Nat said it earlier, so that’s how I know- -v-)

(Thanks!) 

He started sketching, tongue sticking out of his mouth a bit as he focused.