[ while she's busy being an artist and sketching, kol's folding his napkin into a swan. it's only meant to be something fun to pass a few seconds, but then a second swan joins it. getting a little too into creating his little origami art, he's jumping off his seat and thieving yet another napkin for his masterpiece. sitting back on his chair, kol rips his third napkin into little bits and sprinkles it over his two swans.
satisfied, he leans back on his stool and looks at his creation—the swans aren't half bad, but with a little more patience, the corners could've been more precise and sharp… and even. ]
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satisfied, he leans back on his stool and looks at his creation—the swans aren't half bad, but with a little more patience, the corners could've been more precise and sharp… and even. ]
I've brought you Swan Lake.
[ he laughs. ]