Part 5: His Career.

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As I tread up the stairs, I feel Yvette loosing her grip around my shoulders. I begin to pick up the pace that I was treading up the stairs at. Falling on the stairs would be very painful, I thought. I finish climbing the first set of stairs, which is the floor the elevator first starts on. I press a button to make the elevator come down from the top floor, and to the second floor, which I just arrived at. I enter the elevator, still carrying Yvette.

"Yvette, we're here." I say, exiting the elevator and taking a few paces forwards towards the opened door that leads to the guest bedroom. "Mm.." Yvette said, while half-asleep. I walk over to the bed and pull the covers down from the head of the bed, and to the middle of the bed. I then set Yvette down on the bed in a way that prevents her feet from holding the covers in place.

I pull the covers up and over Yvette, softly, yet neatly setting them down on Yvette. "Sleep tight, I'll be here when you wake up." I say, taking a seat at the desk that was in the corner of the room. "Now where is it.." I begin quietly looking through the drawers in the desk, looking for my chains. I found them. Why were they in the bottom drawer..? I put them in the top drawer, this is what I thought.

"It's probably nothing, I'm just seeing things probably." I say under my breath, not trying to disturb Yvette while she was asleep. I turn the desk chair around by planting my feet onto the floor beneath me and pushing in said direction. A few minutes pass, and I began to sketch out a rough outline of an area in Tokyo, which is the place I once called home. After Sketching a rough outline I went in and did a proper outline. After doing the proper outline, I erased the lighter lines, which were from the rough outline.

I begin adding details to the sketch, which was now turning into a masterpiece. I thought: Wow.. Maybe I should take up eing an artist as my first career.. while thinking this, I had still been adding details to the "sketch", which there were a whole bunch of. The drawing already looked like it would sell for a bunch of money, and it wasn't even colored yet. A few, about 7 minutes pass, this was the time I used to remember the colors of the area in Tokyo which I was drawing. Once I remembered the colors, I began coloring the sketch to its proper look. "And.. done." I say, after a few hours passed, I was finally finished.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 11, 2023 ⏰

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