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"Sure, but what need you learn more umfana?"She asked.
"Sure, but what need you learn more umfana?"She asked.
"I'm just curious." He answers, chuckling softly. "Painting isn't exactly my expertise." He smiles, before drawing out a chair for Estel.
Jamey wandered around in her house. She had the biggest criminal record everywhere. She didn't know what to do. Soon she would run out of food.
(Gtg soon,)
Estel sat down, fixing her shirt. "Painting's not that hard," She said, "It's just putting volatile organic compounds on cotton,"
(K)
He chuckles, nodding as he walks to the other side. "Are there specific colors? Specific designs? What do you love about painting?" He asks curiously.
"It's, satisfying," She declared, "Painting is just putting your thoughts into art, and it's not like drawing where everything should be properly proportioned,"
(Gtg…)
(I knew I chose then right. They're so cute. Otp)
Alexis smiled at the soulmated pair. "See? That is going to be you and your soulmate one day. Don't give up hope. Your soulmate is out there somewhere, waiting to find you as well." She said.
Elijah snorted. “There are lots of people who died before they met their soulmate. There are people who didn’t fall for their solemate, but hated them instead. There’s even people that fell for their solemate but couldn’t handle the ups snd downs of a relationship and ended up breaking up. And, my cousin- not the one with the painting, his sister in fact- has a platonic solemate. Destiny and fate are pointless, they find a way to make you miserable no matter what you do.” He relaxed in his chair. “Besides, some people don’t even meet their soulmate ‘till they’re fifty.”
(I LIVE!!)
(Elijah is so depressing)
(You think??)
(Bye I might come back)
"How do you view painting?" Estel asked.
He hums for a moment, thinking. He brushes a stray hair piece from his eye before saying, "Art to me, is a way to express the soul. There is a story behind each painting. Emotions, feeling, stories, hopes, dreams. Things like that. The artist puts their greatest desires, dreams, fears all sorts of things into these paintings, showing the people who see them the world inside their mind." He answers after a moment.
Alexis sighed. "You really take the fun and joy out of erything you know? Done it for soulmate is like finding yiyr other half, the person who completed you. And yes, sometimes that happens. They don't work out or the ever meet. But more times then not they live happily we after."
"Why don't you come over later to my warehouse to help?" She questioned. "I practically live there, and I have enough paint to last a few centuries. It could be fun, depends on what we do. So, whatcha think??"
Izuki hums before nodding. "I would love to." He smiles kindly at her. She didn't seem that bad. But he was going to wait a little while to see how this was going to work out.
Alexis sighed. "You really take the fun and joy out of erything you know? Done it for soulmate is like finding yiyr other half, the person who completed you. And yes, sometimes that happens. They don't work out or the ever meet. But more times then not they live happily we after."
"I mean, taking the fun and joy out of everything is kinda the main reason I work on a kids show." Elijah said, leaning down to take his script out of his bag to show to Alexis. "It's a great for kids to get a healthy dose of spite and hatred for the world at a young age."
She rolled her eyes. "No it's not. You need to stop being so negative all the time. Try to be positive, look t re good things of the situation. Otherwise, you're you to lie a very sad life. Well, sadder than it already is."
Elijah pretended to look offended. "My life is wonderful. I have a probably dead roommate and he has a cat, so I'd say I'm doing pretty good."
She rolled her eyes. "At least you have a cat. Wait What? You're roommate is dead?" Her eyes were wide.
Elijah threw his hands in the air. "I mean, I haven't heard from him in like eight days, but someone is eating my food and feeding his cat, and considering I never go in his room anyway, I just assume that he's still alive and hope the cops won't get involved."
Alexis snorted and rolled her eyes. "You know, a normal person would want to check in and make sure he's okay. But not you. You're special."
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