The fat guy is annoying, but the truth is that he's the best poet. Starfish knows that, and he hates him for it. This hatred is expressed in bitter lyrics about birds. The short guy is really a novelist. He just doesn't know it yet. He writes that annoying prose-with-linebreaks stuff. If he ever decides to write about his mother's car accident, something will click inside him and he will achieve greatness. For now they gaze at their uneaten panini, or out the window, and dream poems they will never write.
Nice image - Like the simplicity of this - The composition is a little awkward - Maybe a little more off the bottom would help? But the more you look the more it does seem right!
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