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[ LOCKLYLE ] "draw me, then" <3
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Lockwood shifted around in his armchair, dropped his magazine next to his foot and posed as if he was a supermodel.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
"Modelling so you can draw my picture," he claimed, his bottom lip in a pout.
[all credits to Jonathon Stroud the absolute girlboss he is for the creation of the characters and "Lockwood & Co." books!! the rest of this fic is purely my own imagination]
i hope you enjoy this fic!! <33
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