"Gabriel?!" Matthew moves off the bench, to be closer to him, to make sure he's okay, a hand reaching out to brush against his cheek before he realizes how weird and invasive that probably seems and pulls back away. The painting can wait--it already doesn't make sense.
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Date: 2020-11-26 12:28 am (UTC)