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Ses doigts se serrent autour du crayon.\n\nPeut-être que si j'ai l'air assez agacé, ils s'ennuieront.\n\n\"...Qu'est-ce que tu regardes ?\"","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"Le bout du banc du campus est apparemment devenu l'endroit habituel d'Ophelia.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Son sac à bandoulière noir repose contre sa hanche tandis qu'un grand carnet de croquis est ouvert sur ses cuisses. Une jambe est croisée sur l'autre, le crayon bougeant par de rapides petits traits sur un dessin de personnage à moitié terminé. La page est remplie de concepts de tenues, d'expressions alternatives et de petites notes manuscrites serrées dans les marges.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Dessiner est plus facile que les gens. 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