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𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝙽𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟹

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝟷.𝟷 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍. 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 "𝚢𝚎𝚜", 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚢. 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚜, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝. 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚋, 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚎, 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚆𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚘𝚡𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚡𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚒𝚝, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝.

𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚘𝚡𝚎𝚜, 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛. 𝙰𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔.

𝚂𝚘𝚘𝚗, 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗. 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢.

"Wow... It's so pretty!" 1.2 exclaimed, looking across the table to see what his brother was drawing.

1.1 looked up from the paper he drew on. He had drawn a very detailed picture of a flower from a flowering plant that was recently added to their room on top of the bookshelf. It was a salmon pink color, had floppy petals that reached outwards, and a yellow center. 1.1 had been able to draw in the reflecting light of the flower and the shadows on it as the model bloom sat on the table, 1.1 having had picked it off of the plant and moved it so he could use it for reference and not have to move the entire plant to the table.

"Oh... Thanks." He replied before looking back down at his paper and then at the bloom.

He reached over for one of the few colored pencils he had sitting outside it's box, grabbing a light pink one. He carefully began to blend the white colors of light he had added more into the rest of the flower to make it appear more natural. His brother watched in curiosity as the colors were slowly blended, adding a smooth texture to the drawing of the flower.

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