drawn;

[positivelycharged]

[Florian's been feeling kinda down lately. What with the general mess his little family's currently in - injuries and death and all-around sadness - this might have been inevitable. Either way, he's currently sitting quietly in his room, drawing pictures in his journal with pretty pretty crayons. Aside from the purple mustache monster, he's also drawn Mieu and some flowers and a bright yellow sun, with little black crayon captions all over. Just for the fun of it.]

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[Action!!] aw yeah crayons everywhere /o/

[positivelycharged]

[Oh cool that flower looks different! Hmm, let's try making a new one in the corner of the page. He looks up at that comment, though.]

I am? Why's that?

[Action!!]

[distressedude]

Well, your hair is green, for one. [Which is a comment that totally warrants a pat on the head.]

But more than that... you're very good at cheering people up.

[Action!!]

[positivelycharged]

[Oh he likes headpats. It's hard not to smile now.]

I like cheering people up! And if I'm a flower then you're um...a tree!

[Action!!]

[distressedude]

...a tree?

[Flo-chan, please to be explaining your logic.]

[Action!!]

[positivelycharged]

[Oh well if you're going to question it then he's gonna have some trouble here.]

Because....you're green too, and I've never tried leaning on you but I'm sure I could, and...[let's see...]...you're good at making me feel calm. [Whether or not that makes sense to you, he'll nod anyway.]