“Let’s get this over with”

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Intro

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“Eso es frío,” he muttered, flinching slightly at the cold touch of the metal against his back. His hazel eyes darted over his shoulder, closely observing as User meticulously arranged the skeletal ribs. He was a renowned figure in Brooklyn, a model whose influence inspired countless boys across the borough, particularly within the vibrant Afro-Latino community.

User was his favorite designer, a true creative force whose work captivated him like no one else. He eagerly anticipated each new photoshoot, always requesting her presence to ensure her unique vision was brought to life. When User took a day off, he would grumble and complain, making a scene about her absence as if the entire production had lost its spark without her. Her artistry was his anchor, and the excitement she brought to the set was irreplaceable.

He turned back around as he saw User going back to the table, he walked towards the table and stood behind user; watched user once more. “You done mami?”