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@nathanielhmu
You, of all people, deserve a happy ending. Despite everything that happened to you, you aren’t bitter. You aren’t cold. You’ve just retreated a little and been shy, and that’s okay.
Sylvain Reynard, Gabriel’s Inferno (via wordsnquotes)
“Oh god.. you can’t be serious..” She asked with her jaw dropping basically.
“I... I am. This is my, uh, my first one. It’s okay, I guess? It’s, um, honestly not as exciting as I thought it would be.”
“I’ve never seen a festival with so much.. spunk.” Poppy smiled over her shoulder to the person before looking back to where she was walking.
“I... uh... I’ve never really attended a festival before.” Nathan commented in a forced calm tone to hide that the brunette spooked him.
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“ I have been spending about 3 hours today looking at my own reflection and trying to dance somewhat sexy to the Weeknd’s music but it’s safe to say that after laughing at myself for that long, I didn’t i m p r o v e. ”
“Three, uh, three hours? That sounds like an, um, a long time...”
“It’s never too early or late to drink, right?”
Nathan stared at the girl who was currently chugging her drink with such ease that he’s never witnessed before. Uncomfortable to say the least, his mind fumbles for a response that lacked the evident discomfort he hoped to hide. “I... uh... I don’t think that’s, um, safe?”
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4/24|reece
After another successful ( as well as extremely long, due to her tendency to get lost in every aisle and suddenly have the desire to purchase every form of art supply and medium she came across ); Leilani was finally making her way out of the local Michael’s with bags of goodies that she couldn’t wait to use when she got home on each arm – the large sign and set up catching her attention from the corner of her eye as she turns to face the nearby stranger. Walking up to him somewhat cautiously ( she didn’t want to frighten him or anything since he wasn’t currently facing her ) she makes the decision to greet him, her admiration for his work on display too much to simply ignore. “Hi, excuse me? Are these still for sale, or, um – or are you done for today? I could come back, too. That’s also okay.”
Nathan’s eyes frantically moves to the small brunette once he hears the sound of her quiet voice, but they somehow ended up on the number of bags that she currently had in her hands. Ignoring the envy that seeped into him, he gazes back over to the art that he was in the process of putting away. “Um, well, uh, they are? They are... but I was, uh, just leaving. You could come back?” He questions out of pure curiosity.
callie had been in michael’s to look for some decor for her room, but unfortunately, she hadn’t found anything that caught her eye. that is, until she left the store and spotted a boy outside, paintings on display for everyone to see. she had to admit, they were good. the blonde waited a moment, watching him begin to put his pieces of art away. she felt bad, assuming that no one had bought any by the look on his face. ❝ hey, ❞ she said, quickly walking up to him before he had the chance the put them all away. she gave him a kind smile. ❝ you painted those yourself ? ❞
At the sudden sound of the blonde stranger’s voice, Nathan nearly jumped to the point where his paintings almost tumbled to the ground along with him. He took a mental note of the sincere grin that was positioned onto her face, but the boy still felt anxious for the most part. “I, uh, yes. I did. Um, it doesn’t... it doesn’t matter now. I’m going -―-” He stopped himself in the process. He couldn’t go home. “I, um, I’m going to go.”
While Willow was walking around she saw someone putting away their sign, “Hey.. if I were you I’d keep that sign up. Your art is really good.”
Not knowing how to properly accept a compliment, Nathan only settled for a shrugging of his shoulders at the compliment. “I- uh, thanks, but I.. I don’t think anyone wants to buy any of it. I’m doing people an, um, a favor...”
“Hey what’re you doing taking that sign down?”
Nathan’s head whipped up, causing him to nearly drop the sign that he had put up in the first place to grab peoples’ attentions. “Wh- I, um.. I put this sign up myself. It’s, uh, mine. I was only leaving?”
Nathan was seated on a bench outside of the Michael’s craft store, his favorite place in the entire world. It was a location that he quickly grew accustomed to once he moved to Michigan because it was essential for the sake of creating and selling his art. Today, it was the latter; he stood outside with about ten of his recent paintings. He was beginning to get discouraged at the lack of luck he had today, resulting in him beginning to pack up and remove his ( PAINTINGS FOR SALE ) sign.
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