This post is about the outpouring of my heart: D
Okay, we start with Flashback. : D
A week ago, my primary school friend, for help to me, so I make a comic for the task of cultural arts. I accept it, because making comics is my thing too, though still stiff. : D
after I make, I can not give him due to "transportation". but several days later, he asked me to make his comics for as many as 3 pieces. because a single sheet of yesterday was wrong. but I discourage it.
a few days later, I have not completed his pleas for help. until this morning, the comic was not finished. when he would take it today, but I do not know what time. This post is about the outpouring of my heart: D
Okay, we start with Flashback. : D
A week ago, my primary school friend, for help to me, so I make a comic for the task of cultural arts. I accept it, because making comics is my thing too, though still stiff. : D
after I make, I can not give him due to "transportation". but several days later, he asked me to make his comics for as many as 3 pieces. because a single sheet of yesterday was wrong. but I discourage it.
a few days later, I have not completed his pleas for help. until this morning, the comic was not finished. when he would take it today, but I do not know what time.
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