[Klavier doesn't really mind this virus, he's actually found an outlet for his sexy thoughts.
Art.
There is an array of sexy things featured on a table in plain view of his computer, each one of these sexy things has a clay model twin.
Klavier himself can be seen wearing a black tank top, a pair of jean and a banana not too far away. He's working on a clay sculpture of a woman. He's finished her head and torso and she's topless, there's something very familiar about her as well because she looks like this woman here.
Worrying a detailing tool between his lips he takes a few steps back. He holds his fingers up in the shape of "L's" creating a rectangular frame. He looks at his amazing work though the frame of his fingers.
After a moment he removes the tool from his lips.]
I think her boobs were a little smaller...
...
...Oh well...she can't say I didn't do her justice!
Art.
There is an array of sexy things featured on a table in plain view of his computer, each one of these sexy things has a clay model twin.
Klavier himself can be seen wearing a black tank top, a pair of jean and a banana not too far away. He's working on a clay sculpture of a woman. He's finished her head and torso and she's topless, there's something very familiar about her as well because she looks like this woman here.
Worrying a detailing tool between his lips he takes a few steps back. He holds his fingers up in the shape of "L's" creating a rectangular frame. He looks at his amazing work though the frame of his fingers.
After a moment he removes the tool from his lips.]
I think her boobs were a little smaller...
...
...Oh well...she can't say I didn't do her justice!