Office Hours, Friday Morning

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Steve was in his office, dressed more casually than usual in a t-shirt with 'ARMY' emblazoned across the chest and a pair of well-worn sweatpants, his fingers stained with ink as he worked on a portrait of that guy who kept popping up in his artwork. Anyone quick enough to notice before he hid it would notice something...unusual about the guy in the portrait's left arm.