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character: edogawa_conan 1boy, solo, small boy detective, messy short brown hair, cowlick, crossed eyes, half-closed eyes, unfocused eyes, heavy-lidded, :p, open mouth, silly grin, drool, drooling, tongue out, heavy blush, red face, drunk, crooked glasses, fogged glasses, eyeglasses, loosened necktie, red bowtie, unbuttoned collar, collared shirt, white shirt, half-untucked shirt, blue jacket, blue shorts, holding can, holding drink, aluminum can, spilling, sloshing liquid, empty cans on ground, scattered cans, leaning back, leaning against wall, brick wall, dark alley, back alley, wet asphalt, puddles, reflection, night, rain, streetlight overhead, amber lighting, moody blue lighting, medium shot, from below, gritty, detailed anime style. A medium shot from a slight low angle captures a young boy detective leaning heavily back against a dark, rain-slicked brick wall in a narrow back alley at night. His small frame sags with dead weight against the wet red masonry, heels braced loosely on the damp ground while multiple crushed, empty aluminum cans lie scattered in shallow puddles around his sneakers. His face burns with an intense, bright crimson drunk flush extending to the tips of his ears. Thick-rimmed glasses sit visibly crooked across his nose, their lower lenses clouded with milky condensation from his warm, ragged breath. Beneath half-lidded, heavy eyelashes, his blue eyes are unfocused and comically crossed, gazing into empty space above a blissfully stupid open-mouthed grin, his pink tongue lolling out over his lower lip as a thin string of drool runs down his chin. His rumpled blue blazer hangs askew, the unbuttoned collar of his white dress shirt splaying open with the tail pulled half-untucked over tailored blue shorts, while an undone red necktie dangles limp and lopsided around his bare throat. In one unsteady hand, he holds an open metallic canned drink tilted at an awkward angle, sending golden liquid sloshing out over the aluminum lip in a suspended arc of flying droplets that splash toward the pavement. High above, a solitary streetlamp casts a sharp amber cone of light down onto his damp hair, shoulders, and the rim of the can, contrasting against the deep moody blues and murky shadows of the wet alleyway. Gritty, darkly comic.
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