Enough of talking about my trauma , today's shift was nothing special until he walked in , time shifts to a couple of months ago, (Zhuocheng of the past): I have been preparing for the past few weeks for this moment , there's gonna be an exhibition of art going on in the main meuseum in my city and I'm gonna be taking part of it with my friends ( Xiao Zhan , Yubin , Jili , Song Jiyang , and Xuan Lu) and they promised to us that if they make a lot of profit from this exposition than there's gonna be a second part, so obviously we have to try our best to make it in the second part of this exhibition , because if we do make it than our pockets are gonna be MAD loaded! But we aren't gonna make shit from this part , this part is just like a little test to see if we are capable of making to the second part.
As I was walking down the hall where all my art pieces had been nailed against the wall , nobody really seemed to pay attention to me until they realized I was the artist that caused this explosions of beauty and perfection! From time to time I had been asked questions by people of all ages , but of course some of the questions made me want to nail myself against a wall because of the embarrassment I felt while being asked them ( you could imagine Marius's pieces as Claude Monet's) and from time to time people would ask to take pictures with me or of me i knew I was beautiful instead of becoming an artist i should have became a model! There were sounds from the clicks of the cameras brought by the people that felt as if my art was heavenly and wanted to keep it a part of them forever! But even after all this numerous things my mind was still very much occupied with one thing and that was , i have been dreaming, but not any type of dream , like I wasn't dreaming of butterflies of course not! Not to long ago i started getting panick attacks out of nowhere I have been dreaming about this strange man , an unknown one , and I'm sure that I've never ever! Seen that man in my life , because most of the time the most people that I've knew we're low life-styled people . But this man in my dream seemed to be the opposite, obviously I've seen rich people before ! Living in a touristy populated city , of course I've seen rich people before but I've never had grown any type of relationship with them like I seem to have in my dreams . He seemed to be such a gentleman, he was incredibly handsome , really sexy as well he had a perfect face and a perfect body! He really did , although in most of my dreams him and I would be me begging for him to do me ... in any kind of way! I wanted to spend time with him but every time I would interact with him in this other nation , he would have just left me either in tears in pain my heart clenching, or anything worst . He seemed to be a very cold person , he was completely heartless.
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Stuck in time (Kuancheng)
FanfictionThe feeling of knowing that your truly all alone in your own little world which is not as pleasant as you would expect , what will Wang Marius Zhuocheng do when times get very desperate?
