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Jailbird - A Vercetti story - S4C4 Words - 203
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Squall observed the piece of art in front of him, then back at the staff who presented it... then back at the image. He had to take a deep, long, good glimpse at it to properly understand what went on with that thing. It's not like it took a rocket scientist to tell what was wrong about it but he didn't even know how to start.

Squall: Look, kid. For starters, that's not even how I look.

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Staff member: What do you mean, sir? It looks just like you!
Squall: I'm not an anime character for crying out loud!
Staff member: That's just freedom of expression, sir.
Squall: How is this freedom of expression? It's a different skin colour, a different haircut and to top it all off, I don't look like a guy possessed by a demon for Pete's sake.
Staff member: Well, maybe that would help your image, right?
Squall: ...Can't you guys re-do this? I mean... put me on the damn card?
Staff member: Uh... w-we could but...
Squall: What happened?
Staff member: The print run out of paint.
Squall: ...Jesus.

He sighed in frustration, well aware that this was going to be a very long day in the club. He really ought to have made that damn card himself, in retrospect.
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