The Mate

Chapter 4

* 3rd Person PoV *

In the end, Mew decided to accompany Saint to the younger's atelier, for more than just one reason.

He already knew that there was no lift in the old Building, and Saint had even more art stuff that needed to be moved to the atelier in his car. Getting up everything on his own... Mew was sure that it would either take the whole night or Saint would pass out of exhaustion before. And since the party tonight was still a couple of hours away, Mew didn't have anything better to do anyway.

But that was only a quarter of the truth. Though his art knowledge was quite limited and an artist like Earth would be way more suitable, even a regular person like Mew was able to see a bit of Saints feelings in his pictures. But suddenly two days ago, Nong'Earth had waited for him in front of his faculty, wanting to speak with Mew and saying it would be of utmost importance. Of course, Mew took the time to have a talk with him and found out something that made him worry even more. Earth, who had his own drawing space in the faculty right next to Saint, had recognised changes in the others art.

He remembered how Saint had this small room in his apartment, beside having an atelier, and would wake up in the middle in the night, enter the small room, and paint. And every day that happened, he would come to school still being in high mood with himself and almost glowing.

Earth had shown him a specific picture he made 3 months ago, when being at Saints place.

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"Yea, that looks like Saints style", the taller one said, not really getting Earths point yet.

"Saint, even though he likes to use charcoal  and chalk for his works, he normally would paint with oil colour paint for publishing arts and aquarelles when painting at night."

Mew nodded again, still not getting Earths point. Artists really sometimes where I bit tricky to understand, he thought, waiting for what Earth wanted to say with all of this.

"I was over at his atelier a week ago. And I got a bad hunch. But after seeing his concept art and sketches for the upcoming show, I was sure. There is something wrong Mew. And I think, we should try to do something sooner than later."

"What did you see?"

"Though I am not 100% sure, but it looks as if he started to sleep in his atelier, in a sleeping bag, rather than at his place. I know he dislikes it a lot there, because they decided how it should look. But even his concept arts... they were all charcoal works. There wasn't even one with colours. Just black and white. And you know the topic of his project? He called it Dead leaves"

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Mews concern rather rose after those informations from Earth, and so they had set up a plan:

With the help of Gulf and Kao, they brought up the idea of having a party and this time, it was Saints turn. So the party tonight, would be at Saints apartment and they could try to make him talk. Or probably the alcohol would do what is necessary to open that small boy up a little to share his concerns. Like he did with Mew and Gulf back then.

The second step was for Earth to make Saint be late today, so he would need to park far away. And with the right timing, they got Mew to 'miraculously ' appear to help Saint with his Art utensils. Yea, maybe that was quite the plan just to get Mew in a closed and private place to be able to talk to his Nong.