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𝚂𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙸𝚃𝚈 ᥫ᭡
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR.

𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠, 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠, 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠, 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠

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𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠, 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠, 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠, 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠..

𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠, 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠, 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠, 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠

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CAELYNN TAYLOR 🤍 | JANUARY 22



𝒛𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒂𝒓 looked around caelynn's room as he sat down on the end of her bed. he took it how much its changed since the last time he's been in it, which is a lot surprisingly.

her dresser and desk are in different spots, there are framed pictures of her and her family between her dresser and her nightstand, she framed three of her own custom kaws canvases above her bed and put picture lights above each one, her tv is now hung up on the wall — right above her dresser — she's got multiple paintings on three different drying racks placed in a corner near the window, a five-tier shelving unit to the right of the racks, each shelf covered in various art supplies, and there are lot more of her sketches in various spots on her wall. she's got most of them painted colorfully too, so her room is brightened a considerate amount compared to how it used to be.

the last time zakiar was inside, everything was a simple white. it was plain. there was no life in her room.

but now?

it screams her name.

it suits her a lot better.

his eyes went to her closet next, memories coming to the front of his mind at the sight of the murakami flowers.

"lemme draw one."

she merely glanced at his extended hand before chuckling and looking away. "no."

"why? i know how."

"i'm sure you do."

"lemme show you."

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