"Thank you again! Tell you friends!" I yell as the girl walks away smiling.
After last night, I was able to restock on everything and re-create everything in a breeze. Tons of people have come to visit me at my stand just to say hi, or to give me a gift, or to spend all their money on my art.
One visiter said they were having an art show today and that I should attend, of course I got all excited and decided to dress up as a character from Madoka Magica.
Adding to selling art, and going to the art show, I was attending a Madoka Magica panel.
I was super excited to attend and be part of my first panel. There were supposed to be many people attending and tons of funny jokes.
And maybe a little someone told me Sebastian would come during tea time. . .
Anyways, I had Kito close up the shop as I swung my way towards the elevator. As I was waiting a few people questioned my condition but I shrugged it off.
When I made it to the room my fellow cosplayers and online friends greeted me with big smiles. I sat down at the table centered in the middle of the room and watched as some people filled up the room.
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After the convention was over I decided I wanted to talk to Kito about my future. I had finally figured out what I want to do with my life.
"Kito?" I yelled hoping he would find me in my work space.
"Yeah Mariya?" He yelled back, his foot steps getting closer to where I was sitting.
"I wanted to talk to you about something, something important," I said while I finished a drawing and setting it on a rack to dry before putting it in an envelope and sending it away.
"Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, everything is fine Kito. It's just that I've figured out what I want to do with my life," I said with a smile.
"And what is that?"
"I don't want to go to college or anything. I want to take my chances at being a famous artist and I want to be apart of a TV series that came to me today after the convention ended and you were packing up. They said I would be perfect for a part in it and well, I said yes. . ." I huffed out nervously to Kito.
All I got was a smile, a humongous hug and "do what you want, if it'll make you happy, go for it my love." And then a big kiss before he left me to my own devises.
I opened up my Email on my laptop and started to reply to the e-mail about the acting position. I typed excitedly as I said I agreed to do it and how I was hoping to have a great time and hoping to start a partly new life.
After hitting send I went back to making my commissions for fans before falling asleep at my desk for the millionth time that month.
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The Strings of a Violin
RomanceShe was battling herself. He played the violin. She was quiet. He was angry. She enjoyed the rain. He enjoyed anything but the place he had to work at. But she enjoyed his music.