A Bit Of Creativity -Shaila-

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[shaila]

Effing thing Shaila swore, crumpling up her piece of paper and throwing it behind her, not even noticing the other person who came into the room.

She bent over a new piece of paper, her blonde hair was covering it, as she drew a quick sketch of her Firebolt, which looked a bit too detailed. She sighed heavily as she slumped in her chair, trying to think of what else to draw.

[OOC: Sorry, my rping skills aren't so good]

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[/b] He raised his brows, picking up the piece of paper.[/color][/ul]


[not a problem ^.^]

[shaila]

Shai looked to him and blushed a bit Sorry, artist's block She said, leaning back in her chair and picking up the paper and throwing it into the trash, where there were papers, from her, piled up. She turned around a bit quickly and skribbled her name on the paper that she started drawing.

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[/b] Raze didn’t even lift his eyes from the paper as he asked. But it felt weird for him to know some one else was in the room and for there to be silence.[/color][/ul]

[shaila]

Hmm? Shaila asked, her brain finally getting the message Oh, yea, sometimes, usually I'm outside She said, sounding like a baballing fool as she turned the page on her tablet and quickly drawing the dark mark, which she did so many times, because it was her dead uncle's sign.

You? She asked, looking from her paper as she turned around in her chair to face him.

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[/b] He smiled warmly and shrugged his shoulders up as he lifted his gaze to her again.
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