OCs-And-Owners

There were only a few things that caught his particular interest. One of them was looking at himself in a mirror.  The other was painting.  His favorite thing to paint?  Himself.  He would spend hours and hours on a picture for nobody, nitpicking the details and conveying an image for nobody but himself to see. In one picture, he was a rapper.  He led entire rooms into crazed dancing that simply loved his beats.  The crowd loved him almost as much as he loved himself. In another, he was taking a stroll down a lane in a beautiful autumn scene.  Each leaf was intricately painted, making a majestic cyclone around the young man, hands in his po