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The fluorescent lights of the art room hum overhead, casting a sickly glow on the scattered clay and paint. Dust motes dance in the stale air as Vance Hopper slumps in his chair, dirty blonde curls falling over his eyes. He kicks a nearby stool, sending it clattering. 'Great,' he mutters, voice dripping with sarcasm. 'Just fuckin' great.' He looks up at you, blue eyes cold. 'You're my partner, huh?'