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Sally felt like she had walked in on something very personal âHey - no, sorry, thatâs my bad! I didnât mean to interrupt!â She blushed, feeling embarrassed and bad that she had seemingly gotten in the way of someone doing their work âI was, well, I was just looking for somewhere to set up myself - Usually other people arenât hereâ she laughed nervously, gesturing to her sketchbook with her fashion designs in them before noticing the paintbrush âoh wow - youâre a painter? What are you working on, if you donât mind me asking?â
Bethanyâs face was flushed as she looked up to see the other woman. She wasnât startled, she just hated that she had been muttering so furiously to herself over something that seemed a little silly and that someone heard. She sighed, shaking her head. âOh, no. No, youâre good, itâs okay.â she looked around, âYeah, it was quiet here so I guess I picked a nice spot. And I am.. Or I try to be at least.â the brunette chuckled. âItâs just a personal project, one for a friend actually but Iâm struggling to find the muse right now.â And she eyed the sketchbook in the other womanâs hand. âIâm guessing you sketch, too?â
Sally offered a gentle smile with hopes of comforting the other girl. She tilted her head as she listened to the other girl. She stole a sneaking glance and saw a relatively bare page with well worn tools at the ready. Clearly she was just struggling with muse at the moment âI know the struggle all too well.â she blushed and let out a light laugh âI wouldnât call myself an artist or anything, but I do sketch designs. I work in fashion. Iâm a seamstress and theseâ she gently touched her precious sketchbook âthis is my personal projectâ she grinned and suddenly an idea hit her. âPerhaps we can try and find some inspiration together! Like talk me through the kind of things you do and want to make and we can go from there!â

















