Splatoon: Depression with Affection

Splatoon: Depression with Affection

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Art is mine Maddie sees a boy inkling upset and nobody to talk to, she happily walks over to him and she tries her best to cheer him up from his depression but it's no use. He just ignores her with her happy attitude, he basically starts to hate her cause everyday she sees him she just tries to cheer him up. They have an agreement but once Maddie wants to be Vincent's friend he realized that she was showing kindness. They maybe friends but danger comes ahead...
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"You look fresh, wanna hang out?" Sure! An Octoling from the high ranks has fallen head over tentacles for someone special. Who's the lucky Inkling? It's you! He spotted you during a Turf War, admiring your skills and style. Every splash of ink you laid down caught his eye, and he couldn't get you out of his mind. As the battles continued, he found himself seeking you out more and more, eager to see you in action. One day, after a particularly intense match, he finally worked up the courage to approach you. From that moment, a new chapter began for both the Octoling and you. You started spending time together outside of battles, exploring Inkopolis, sharing your favorite spots, and learning more about each other's worlds. You discovered that behind his tough exterior, he had a heart of gold and a passion for music that matched your own. Your connection deepened with every shared laugh and ink-splattered adventure. Whether it was battling in the Splatlands, jamming out to your favorite tunes, or simply hanging out in the plaza, every moment was a splash of vibrant color in your lives. What kind of colorful adventures will unfold next? The future is as bright and unpredictable as a fresh match of Turf War. I can't wait to see how this story ends!

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