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I've always loved reading, but I'm starting to feel something similar with sports.

I absolutely hated P.E class at school. It was my least favorite. At sixteen I would have told you it was equivalent to torture.

Last night a cop in uniform sat right next to me on the bus. And let me tell you, having someone with a gun so close in such a clamped space made me feel anything but safe. The guy kept touching his gun like every 30 seconds, as if to check it was still there. Especially when someone had to walk pass his chair to get to the door. And I kept thinking 'what if something spoks this guy and he starts shooting?.

I'm still pretty early in the whole 'learning how to draw' thing but I'm happy with how it turned out :)

"Then, I’ll bestow you a name myself. In exchange, you’ll belong to me.”

Something about that sounded ominous. “That’s alright, I don’t need a name—”

“Lily.”

“... Huh?”

The woman chuckled and crouched to her level, plucking a delicate flower and placing it in her hair.

That's the scene of the drawing....

And this is the fic, in case anybody is curious. It's a Frieren: Beyond Journey's end AU fic. It's an amazing read. It has mystery, drama, a bit of fluff, a lot of angst...and them: two secondary OCs I absolutely fell in love with (I won't say anything more about them because if anyone reads the fic it will be a huge spoiler jsjs).