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Page One: Klepto looks down as he sits on the bottom bunk. On the top bunk is a boy with dark purple hair and fair skin. He has a dark blue sweater with turqoise sleeves and a starry pattern. He wears a long orange scarf alongside jeans and nearly-white boots. He is listening to music while lights hang above the bed. Klepto speaks up and looks towards the top bunk. "Um, hi!" Klepto says. The boy takes off his headphones and looks down at Klepto. "Hello," he says. With more clarity, more details of the boy come into focus. He has a pale streak of hair in the shape of a moon near the split of his hair. He has a light orange pin and tired eyes with a turqoise iris and a light orange pupil. There are markings on his face which resemble dots. They branch out from between his eyes, where one trail dips below his eye, and the other above. The first dot is turqoise, the second a rich blue, and the third purple.
Page Two: "Who are you?" The boy calls down. "Um, Kleptocracy? But you can call me Klepto," Klepto says. The boy leans over his bed and hangs off of it, staring at Klepto upside down while his scarf falls towards the floor. "You're not gonna rob me, right?" the boy asks, expression untelling of intent or feeling.
Page Three: "Um," Klepto says, his speech bubble being visibly cut off by the boy saying "I'm just kidding." The boy jumps down onto the ground level while Klepto stares wide-eyed. The boy reaches out his hand to Klepto, smiling wide. "I'm Unconditional Accelerationism, but just call be Unconditional," Unconditional says. "What does that mean?" Klepto asks, visibly excited.
Page Four: "It means I hate the full word and it's too much so it's annoying to be referred to that way," Unconditional says, his mood appearing to be dampened with confusion at Klepto's question. Klepto appears flustered as he scrunches his eyes. "No, I mean, what does your ideology mean!" Klepto clarifies. "Oh. It means just... stuff will happen, so what's the point in speeding it up? Basically doing nothing..." Unconditional answers.
Page Five: The back of Unconditional is shown while Klepto looks at him with mild concern. "Seems like neither of us are gonna be heroes, huh?" Unconditional says. "I mean, I'd prefer to try," Klepto says, eased up. He jumps off his bed and wraps his arm around Unconditional, forcing the boy to crouch a little with obvious discomfort. "But that's whatever! So we're gonna spend the rest of our lives together, right?" Klepto asks. "In a way, I guess?" Unconditional says as he escapes Klepto's grip, exasperated.