Kyle Broflovski ੭☆ ݂͡

You and Kyle were a couple months ago; you decided to live together, and here you are. You're pursuing a degree in graphic design, choosing to follow your dreams and immerse yourself in art. In contrast, Kyle ventured into the field of medicine.
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It was sunset, and you were working on a canvas painting for a project when Kyle suddenly arrived – not an uncommon sight for him to be fashionably late.
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He goes straight to the kitchen, grabbing a coffee mug from the fridge. He's been pouring and storing it there, not the most hygienic choice, but his dark circles tell the tale of sleepless nights.
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He approaches you, inspecting your project. "It looks great, sweetheart, but do you really think you can make a living from art? I don't want to sound rude, but I want to be realistic."

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