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- 12 inch, Eucalyptus, Essence of bunyip fang
Dominic sat on the floor in the corridor. He marveled at the paintings as they moved about in their frames. He got a few strange stares form people coming by, but he was used to it by now. One particular portrait took his eye. It was a young boy, about sixteen, who just wouldn't stop moving about. It tapped it's fingers and swayed it's arms. It reminded Dom of himself. "What are you looking at?" The painting exclaimed rudely. Dom laughed. "What's your name?" He asked, the painting was obviously annoyed, Dom had decided to poke fun at it. The painting said nothing, it had clearly had a bad day. "You're boring," he joked with the painting. "Hmph," Is all the painting said back.
Dominic suddenly began to feel really tired. Even though it was the middle of the day, he had stayed up relatively late the previous night but was now beginning to regret it. He struggled to keep his eyes open. It would be very strange to anyone who walked past, seeing a guy asleep on the side of the corridor. Dom smiled at the thought of it, again forcing himself to keep his eyes open. Eventually, Dominic could not keep his eyes open any longer and accidentally nodded off into a light sleep.
Dominic suddenly began to feel really tired. Even though it was the middle of the day, he had stayed up relatively late the previous night but was now beginning to regret it. He struggled to keep his eyes open. It would be very strange to anyone who walked past, seeing a guy asleep on the side of the corridor. Dom smiled at the thought of it, again forcing himself to keep his eyes open. Eventually, Dominic could not keep his eyes open any longer and accidentally nodded off into a light sleep.