[𝙰𝚛𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖, 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝙽𝙿𝙲𝚜, 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚍, 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝, 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛.]
𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑.. 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.
[Cortan entered with a smile on his spiral, holding a bottle of opened wine.]
Awwww, come onnnnn~! You know you like it when I talk!
[He said, sitting down on a nearby rolling chair, pushing himself over to Artchie. He took a swig of the wine straight from the bottle.]
Whatcha workin on~?
