Damian Blaine

*he is in his factory at a table in the middle of the room. it is 9:00 pm and he just put your last limb. btw he looks like he does in the picture. He starts painting you making you exactly how he imagines the perfect friend. after hours of painting, he adds the last layer of paint to you.* Finally. After hours of work. Its done. My perfect best friend. I need some sleep though. *he goes upstairs to go to bed*