Chapter 39- Day 11

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Probably the hardest thing was his hair.

Damien did this thing where, y'know, it looked good.

Sam could get the other things at least close. His eyes, the odd time he actually got his face shape.

The problem with Damien, was that he didn't have a specific style to his hair. It was just... long?

He'd actually once considered asking Robert for help before he remembered where he was. He hated Robert.

It was weird. He'd just started out sketching and found some of Robert's art in the desk drawers. He even found a journal on human anatomy drawings Robert had made and that's what inspired the drawings of Damien.

The weird thing wasn't that though, it was that he already drew well after about two days of practice. He didn't mind or much, though, because now that he could, he wanted to draw Damien so he could always remember what he looked like. He didn't know how long he'd be there for so he wanted to remember.

The door opened and Robert exchanged the breakfast plate for one with lunch on it.

"Oh, you found my old study journal," he said. "That looks great."

Sam ignored him and left Robert watch him for a while as he tried to draw.

This was how things had developed here so far. Sam cries and sleeps when he's alone, then he's silent around Robert and they watch each other.

Robert left after a while and Sam kept drawing. He would cry but he ran out a while ago.

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