Elizabeth Olsen, still an actress, still incredibly talented, now figuring out what she wants, and her girlfriend is far from perfect but they're working on it. Together.
Y/N, also still an actress, she knows how to love now- she's still learning bu...
"Why are we here?" Calvin asked me as we walked around the art museum. "You don't even like art."
I had bugged him for two days to come with me to this theatre museum in Baltimore and eventually, he caved and here we are.
The truth is I saw a picture online that had intrigued me and I had already seen the statue so now I was just walking around, Calvin following along behind me, and he didn't miss an opportunity to cry and whine that we were here.
"I do like art," I replied, though I couldn't tell if I was being honest or not, I liked art but it just bored me sometimes, and by sometimes I mean all the time, but I found something interesting about it.
"Give me one fact about art or artists." He said as we walked into a room with paintings hanging on the wall and a white sculpture.
"People who are artists have a tendency to commit suicide," I said while looking at a few of paintings on the wall. (I think I was told this a few yrs ago, but idc to fact check)
"Yeah, okay that is true." He said and I sighed, my eyes drifting to a painting that had a black horse in it and a woman beside it.
I looked away from the painting when I heard chatter and looked to the entrance and saw some kids walking in, presumably teenagers, then looked back at the paintings.
"Hehe, look, Calvin that looks like you," I said while pointing to a painting that was higher up on the wall, and when he turned around to look at it, he turned back to me with an annoyed expression.
"You're a real bitch, you know that?" I snickered, and he rolled his eyes starting to walk away from me.
"But it really does! Especially with the little mustache you're growing!" I said after him, seeing him shake his head.
"I'm gonna shave it off."
(The painting )
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I laughed and turned to walk after him but bumped into someone, a soft groan leaving my mouth, as I rubbed my side.
"I'm so sorry- I didn't know you were-"
"No- I'm sorry I didn't-
We both stopped speaking when we realized it was, and I opened my eyes my lips parting and I made a noise of disbelief.
"Jess."
"Y/N."
"Hi." I offered awkwardly and looked behind her, seeing the same group of teens I had seen before, my eyes widened slightly when I saw Kay was with them, but I just assumed they were on some sort of field trip or something.
