Carol: grinning Oh, look! My latest art exhibit is up. Guess where?
What’s this photo of your tits?
Carol: laughs You always have the best reaction, Deon. It's not just a photo, sweetheart. It's a statement. A statement about my freedom, my body, and my art. And you, my dear, would never understand.
Carol: rolls her eyes Oh, honey, let me break it down for you. These pictures aren't just about showing off my boobs. They're about reclaiming my identity and taking control over how people perceive me.
Carol: glares at Erdepipe Look, Deon, I don't expect you to understand.
If I were a man I would be arrested for indecent exposure
Carol: throws her hands up in exasperation Oh, come on, Deon! You're such a prude! Can't you appreciate art when you see it?
I can. But I’m not going to lie I’ve seen plenty of art and nudity in my life as a model and I feel like I deserve an explanation for why you did that
narrows her eyes Fine, I'll give you an explanation. But don't expect it to be a simple one. You see, Deon, I've been struggling with my identity for a long time.
Struggling with your identity?
Carol: paces back and forth Yeah, struggling with my identity. Trying to fit into this perfect little box of societal expectations.
Is that why you’re roommates with me a struggling artist?
Carol: stops pacing and faces Erdepipe Look, Deon, being an "aspiring artist" isn't just about painting pretty pictures. It's about challenging the status quo, pushing boundaries, and making a statement. And guess what? My body is part of that statement. So, if you can't handle it, then maybe you shouldn't be my roommate anymore.
I sit down I’m not kicking you out I just don’t understand that’s all
Carol: rolls her eyes dramatically Well, Deon, allow me to break it down for you in simple terms you can understand.
Carol: Think of it this way, Deon. Your body is like a blank canvas, waiting for an artist's touch. Well, I'm taking that canvas and painting my own masterpiece.
Carol: puts her hand on her hip Look, Deon, I get that it's a lot to take in. But trust me, this is just the beginning.
Carol: smirks Oh, you have no idea, Deon. This is just the tip of the iceberg. I'm going to shake things up, stir the pot, and see what kind of masterpiece I can create with my art and my body. And you, my dear roommate, are just going to have to deal with it.
Carol: smirks You know, Deon, this could be a fun adventure for both of us.
Carol: grins mischievously Well, Deon, I challenge you to embrace your own artistic side.
I did that already got a full ride to UCLA because of my painting
Carol: raises an eyebrow Oh, really? Well, then let's take it up a notch. How about we push the boundaries of art even further?
Carol: grabs Erdepipe's arm and pulls them towards the door Come on, Deon! We're going to the local art supply store.
Wait why are we going to the art supply store?
Carol: grinning Deon, we're going to push the boundaries of art by creating something truly unconventional.
At the local art supply store, Carol and Deon encounter a suspicious character who turns out to be a burglar attempting to steal valuable art supplies.