☆ My favorite artwork

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[Bad's pov]

It's kind of hard to remember how it all started.

I was sitting in my art studio working on a commission when a customer walked in. I'm the only one that works at my small shop, so I handle all the customers along with the product making and business stuff.

I set down my brush and looked up to see a rather cute man with fluffy hair standing at the counter.

"Hello! How can I help you today?" I greet him, swiveling my chair to face the front counter.

"One of my friends recommended this place to me. You're Bad right?" He explained.

"The one and only!" I replied, flattered that someone thought my work was good enough to recommend me to a friend.

The man explained that he was here to buy a commission, and handed me a photo of the dog he wanted me to paint. I think it was a doodle, he said it's named Rocco.

I calculated the time it would take based off the picture and what he was asking for.
"Alright, it'll probably be ready in a week or 2. Could I get your name and phone number?"

He flushed. "A- wha??"

"That way i can contact you when it's done..?" I explained, a little amused.

"Oh!! Uh, my name's Skeppy, my number is 000,1231414." He stated, seemingly embarrassed at the misunderstanding.

I just chuckled as I wrote his name and number on a sticky note and attached it to the picture of the dog.

"My shop has a system where the customer pays half before I start, and half once I finish, to ensure honesty from everyone. Your total will be $150(141.72 euros), is that ok?" I informed him, calming down from my laughter.

He agreed to the price and handed me $75 dollars in cash. (70.86 euros)

Jeez how rich is this guy? 75 usd in CASH?

Anyway, I thanked him for his purchase and he walked out of the store as i got back to working on another order.

He came in once or twice before the order was finished just to check up on things and make small talk. He didn't stay long, just 15 minutes max.

After about 10 days I got his painting finished, dried, and applied a protective overcoat. I called his number and told him the painting was ready to pick up.

Most customers don't arrive until the next few days, but Skeppy was there within 30.

I handed him the painting, and he was just astonished.

"Oh my god, this is beautiful! It looks exactly like him!" He squealed seeing the finished product, with the brightest grin.

He handed me the other half of the payment, and went on his way.

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About a week later, he walked in again.

"Oh! Good morning! Skeppy, right?" I happily greeted. He just nodded and returned the greeting.

"Here to order another painting?" I asked, as he grabbed a stool from the small lounge area of my studio and brought it to my counter.

"Nope!" He stated cheerfully, and sat down.

I was confused. "Oh? Are you here for a pottery commission?" I questioned. "A sketch order?".

"Nope! Just here to visit" he chirped.

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