@posior . // . ( ‘ STARTER CALL.
art wasn’t exactly an interest of hers; however, it was aesthetically pleasing for her to at least look at. she had heard of the most recent exhibit from some of her classmates -- perks of being apart of a prestige school. her hips moved from left to right as her weight shifted, finding one painting to be exceptionally alluring. it was.. strange. she almost couldn’t take her eyes off it - yet, when she finally did, it seemed the male had found his way next to her, & she couldn’t help but jolt in slight surprise. ‘ -- oh, sorry, i must’ve been in the way. ‘









