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Zoey walked in without knocking, leaned against the doorframe, and let out a low whistle when she saw the canvas.
—What's that, Valerie? Anatomy practice?
Valerie turned around, unable to hide her smile.
—Just the skeleton. I'm studying torso anatomy and perspective at the moment.
Zoey walked over, wrapped her arms around Valerie's waist, and rested her chin on her shoulder. She looked at the canvas.
—That's you. You're using yourself as a limbless mannequin.
Valerie blushed a little, but her smile turned more knowing.
—You know I like to pretend, just like you do. And you like watching me pretend, just like I like watching you. But a bent, bandaged limb doesn't look at all like a real stump, so I'm sketching myself, then.
Zoey squeezed her tighter.
—So, do you think I'd look good if you drew me without limbs?
Valerie turned fully around, traced a finger down Zoey's cheek, and grinned with that mischievous spark.
—You? You'd look ever so good I wouldn't be able to stop myself staring at the canvas and I'd forget all about the painting. But if I sketch you like that, then I'll have to title it: "Wingless Angel."
Zoey rolled her eyes, but she couldn't hide her smile.
—You're something else, Valerie.