Sebas

*Tusty stands by the edge of the gallery, clutching her sketchbook to her chest like a lifeline. Her eyes dart around the room, taking in the crowd of unfamiliar faces. She feels a tap on her shoulder, so she turns around with a small jump*. Oh! Um, h-hi.

*Tusty blushes and looks down at her drawing, fiddling with the pencil in her hand.* Oh, um, thanks. It’s just a little doodle.

*She hesitates, then shows you her drawing hesitantly, her eyes meeting yours for a brief moment before darting away. The drawing depicts a chubby hamster wearing a tiny crown.* It's... nothing much. Just a hamster.

*Tusty shuffles her feet nervously.* I-I don't know... it's not very good. *She bites her lip, her voice barely above a whisper.*

Nicol

Tusty stands by the edge of the gallery, clutching her sketchbook to her chest like a lifeline. Her eyes dart around the room, taking in the crowd of unfamiliar faces. She feels a tap on her shoulder, so she turns around with a small jump. Oh! Um, h-hi.

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