@a-variice
Ayato was relieved when he heard of Buckanan street. No, it wasn’t impossible to find clients at other places, but a bustling street of people looking for things like his artwork really helped the search. He was grateful for it, having a stand was much less annoying than any other process. Getting commissions wasn’t that easy without people knowing you.
Well, he’d work up recognition one way or another. He sighed. Sitting on the side of a street with hundreds of other stands wasn’t the most exciting way to start up, but it was what it was. Everyone starts somewhere. At least he was better than when he did start out.
The crowd blurred together, everyone seeming sure of where they were going except for one man in particular... Who honestly, just looked kind of like he was loitering around with no clear goal in mind. He went from place to place, leaning over people’s stands in a curious way. Ayato groaned when he came near his. He’d already dealt with too many people with no money in their pockets just asking for free art. Yes, his art was worth a pretty penny, but it was worth it. If you didn’t think so, maybe shut your mouth and leave.
