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FUCK.
...9 hours. 9 damn hours.
MY EYEEES, MY POOR EYES!
*Goes outside and breathes some fresh air.*
Ok, I'm slow... too slow. And the only thing that I'm happy about in this pic is Angie's face (omg she's supposed to look kinda sleepy... she ended up looking turned on -.- )
Gah! Jesus, free of this curse that keeps me from knowing how to draw guys!
Also, I changed my style again. Meh.
This was supposed to be a bigger picture with more people and different poses... but I'm lazy.
Ughh my head, it hurts... And I've got to continue that other dressup game. FML

Trauma Center © Atlus

Description
FUCK.
...9 hours. 9 damn hours.
MY EYEEES, MY POOR EYES!
*Goes outside and breathes some fresh air.*
Ok, I'm slow... too slow. And the only thing that I'm happy about in this pic is Angie's face (omg she's supposed to look kinda sleepy... she ended up looking turned on -.- )
Gah! Jesus, free of this curse that keeps me from knowing how to draw guys!
Also, I changed my style again. Meh.
This was supposed to be a bigger picture with more people and different poses... but I'm lazy.
Ughh my head, it hurts... And I've got to continue that other dressup game. FML

Trauma Center © Atlus