Financial Trouble and Ice Cream Kisses
(Requested by @red eyes studio , enjoy!)
Your name is Y/N,
You are fresh out college and have a...low quality paying job but hey money is money. You had to feed yourself and your cat some how.
You were paralyzed from the waist down so you couldn't take a job that's too physical, so you took a job at being an artist. Like I said, didn't pay much but just barely got you by.
Got it? Got it.
Your Pov:
'Son of a bitch.'
My thoughts rang as I held my coffee in my lap. It burns but I was thinking too much to even care.
'I'm gonna go out of business, I'm gonna have to find a new job, I'm gonna have to live under a bridge -" I was panicking a bit, my cat Mochi (I swear I did not name my cat) rubbing on my legs as she worried for my emotions.
Only living thing that ever cares.
I calmed down a bit, I tried to think rationally.
'Okay, New person who is also an artist moves into the city I live in, he ALSO sells art, him selling art makes my regulars...his regulars, now I'm not making enough money to pay rent and food and FFF'
I was panicking again.
At this point, I was thinking about this way too much. I started to softly cry. This was too much I can't lose my home damnit...I can't lose EVERYTHING I've worked so hard for...!
What a cruel world.
3rd Person Pov:
Your small business was quickly dwendling every week. That artist...was good you weren't gonna lie. His art was pretty professional and clean and just...so much better than yours.
God you were so lucky that your landlady is letting you get away with this and giving you another month to hurry up and get the money. And the money thing wasn't doing too well.
You would cry yourself to sleep everynight with Mochi in your arms trying to comfort you.
As much as you appreciate cat cuddles, this time it just wasn't making you feel better, this financial trouble was just...you've never experienced this bad of a financial situation.
One day after a piss poor breakfast, you decided to just go outside today. Wheel around, being outside was supposed to not make you as sad you heard, so you thought that would maybe a good idea.
So you put your cat on her harness as she licked your hand in reassurance, you got into your electric wheelchair, and then you went out with 'normally ' walking your cat. Small tears began to prick your eyes, it's been a while since you have been outside. It feels good on your skin.
Mochi seemed to love this as well, as she was padding along in front of you, her head high and her stub of a tail tail up, she seemed to be strutting.
After 15 minutes you arrived at the park aaaand great...he's here.
There was a small crowd of people complimenting or making their orders and he was standing proudly with his hands on his hips, a big smile, and a still wet paintbrush sitting between his teeth. A monster artist, unique.
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