THE YOUNG ARTIST SIGHED QUIETLY
as she crumbled up the piece of paper and set it to the side. she ran her fingers through her hair frustratedly, as she tried to think of something to draw. she looked out of the window and watched all the young adults strolling through the campus. she leaned her head against her palm and looked at the other students in her art class. they were all either silently working or quietly chatting amongst themselves as they drew or painted on their canvas."still no inspiration?" her professor asked which caused the young female to let out a sarcastic breath of laughter.
"no inspiration." she mumbled, looking up at the male who stood in front of her.
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𝗽𝘀𝘆𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘆 ↝ e. jaeger
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