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Who is this sassy lost child
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So much for peace and quiet.

Nathan wasn't overly surprised to see Darius Van Dyke assaulting random passers-by with snowballs, to be honest, but he still wasn't prepared for it. When Jeremy went down in front of him, Nathan instinctively backpedaled, catching himself as his feet slipped on the damp sidewalk. It took a moment to process what was happening here, but once he did, he sighed.

Darius, Darius. Why do you have to be such a massive jerk? Now Jeremy was probably pissed, and Nathan was left with three options: stand there and watch the chaos unfold, try to run past and just get home, or join in the fray. Running would probably just get him a snowball or two in the back, and his legs were sore anyway. And, well, bystander syndrome didn't apply so well when you might be the next target up.

Nathan dropped his bag to the sidewalk and knelt as quickly as his protesting muscles would allow, haphazardly gathering a double-handful of snow.

"Hiya, Van Dyke!" He shouted, echoing Darius's previous yell before letting the snowball fly in his direction.
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."

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