from june to ashton
“Hey there June bug, wacha got there?” Ashton blinked and paused his work to look towards the little girl that tugged at the hem of his shirt, holding onto a piece of paper. He bent down to be on her level as she revealed the masterpiece done and it was pushed into Ashton’s hands. “Aw June.. is this for me?” It was such a strange mix of emotions seeing the little beautiful drawn art gifted to him, it was just the most endearing thing ever to see her enjoying space enough to draw it, and that he hoped those books were of her interest enough to distract from the horrors they lived in with the beauty of everything else out there. And somewhere in there was tossed with nostalgia, as if young Ashton was right there with her drawing too, much more badly than this talented girl could, thinking of the wonders of the universe and daydreamed about the future.
The brightest smile broke through in the short moment of silence before he kept himself in check to respond, “how many more secret talents you got up your sleeves? This is beautiful thank you.. you captured space perfectly.” Perfectly enough in his heart. He flashed a grin as he showed her her own work of art, pulling out a pen from his desk, “this definitely needs to get framed, and you gotta add your own artist signature down below too. And than after that, how about we find a place to display it?”













