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Seren: What animal do you want? And, well, at least you're being responsible about it. The moment I graduated I got TWO pets. Let me tell you: Not very responsible. :)

Ivy: A ferret!

Ivy: I had one when I was younger

Logan: ....those might have been butt dials.

Ivy: ohhh

Kessa: Yes, I would like to go together. I love having someone to go to art shows with. Plus finding new art is always exciting for me.

Ivy: Honestly, same

Alex: My bad my phone malfunctioned when I was trying to call my bartender.

Alex: I didn't mean to disturb you so that's my bad. Yes, everything is mildly okay, or at least no solvable by you.

Alex: Are you okay?

Seren: Why are you trying to fight off the impulse? Getting an animal is a great idea!

Ivy: It is! But they're expensive, especially the one I want

Seren: Oh, I did. I'm so, so sorry. I think I was calling the wrong number.

Seren: But, yes! I'm okay, thank you for asking. Hahaha.

Seren: How are you? (You don't have to answer, just figured it would be polite to ask in return!) ...

Ivy: oh, I'm good!

Ivy: You called twice?

“I get that.” Kessa told her with a nod, she was half tempted to just to take the painting down all together and start over knew. “Well thank you. I appreciate your kind words.” Ivy was right when she said that they were their own worst critics— after all Kessa judged her work much harder than anyone else had. “No I don’t which is half the struggle, but I feel like there’s something that needs added. It’s like a bad wound that won’t heal you know? It keeps itching and never heals that great.” She tried to explain to the other woman. “So do you want to look at some other paintings or should be sit here for a while and keep viewing this?”

“I completely understand,” she told Kessa with a nod. “Taking a break and then coming back to your painting may help. Plus, seeing other paintings may also inspire you to have an idea,” she suggested while shifting her weight from one leg to another. It was something Ivy did whenever she felt like her work wasn’t finish. It did not always work, but there were moments when it did. So, it was worth the try, in her opinion, but she will respect Kessa’s decision if that was not something she wanted to do. “If you want to stay and view this more, and possibly brainstorm something, we can,” she looked over at Kessa.

Kessa: 👀 👀 👀 👀 👀 👀

Kessa: I'm always up to go looking at other galleries. I like seeing ways to improve mine.

Ivy: Give me a sec

Ivy: Creative Abstract

Being new was never easy. It was hard learning every one’s name and forming a relationship with them. Over the past couple of weeks at the center, Theodore had been trying his best. He had been able to form a few close relationships, but most of them were with the animals. He was the newbie. The one who didn’t know much about marine life and stayed with the land animals for the most part. He had been training and learning as much as he could. It was a surprise to him when he was asked to do the surgery on the seal. Typically he’d just been doing the scut work. Theodore figured it was a way for him to earn everyone’s trust. Letting his smile turn into a grin when the seal started swimming around like he owned the place, Theodore looked over at the girl. “Hopefully in two weeks. That’s if everything goes as planned and he doesn’t do anything stupid like tear something.” He explained before putting his attention back on the fella. “I’m Theodore, by the way.” 

Kessa stood quietly and watched them take in the art and wait for their opinion on the work currently hanging on the wall. “Hmm…” Tapping her finger against her teeth as she tried to study the piece. “I understand that. I just wasn’t sure because to me it still feels unfinished.” She’d spent weeks working on this, but half of the reason it was on display was for the feedback — so she could improve it before she actually added it to a show or tried to sell it. “I appreciate your opinion. I don’t know what it is about this though, but there’s something that’s just wanting me to take it down since I feel so lukewarm on it.” 

“That’s completely understandable. I always feel like my work isn’t finished whenever I leave the back group open,” she looked over at Kessa before looking back at girl's art. “I think it’s amazing, but we are our own worst critics,” Ivy understood that completely. She can recall the times she hated her artwork when other people loved it. It’s the worst feeling to feel like your work is unfinished. It’s almost torturous just trying to find out what’s missing. As much as she would love to be a hundred percent in love with her work, she knows there’s always room for improvement. “Do you have an idea of what you would want to add to it? ” Ivy asked her.

Nathan nodded, figuring he could definitely make that work —- he needed lunch, too, after all. Might as well take a break then as well. “Wednesday it is, then,” he responded, flashing her a smile. “Yeah, somehow it seems to be turning into one of those days already.” He shook his head for a moment, gentle chuckle escaping. “I’ll blame the kids like all parents do… or wish they could, anyway.” As they moved slowly forward in line, his gaze drifted to hers, smile softening in response to the question. “They’re good. Settling in well at school now.”

Ivy grinned with a nod when he confirmed the day. “But it’s a good one,” it’s no easy feat taking care of kids, they can be a handful for sure. But that never changes the love she has for kids. “Oh, that’s good.” she smiled, “I hope they like it the school here.” She took a step forward automatically as the line shortened. An ‘oh’ left her lips when she realized they were next, “I’m paying,” she disclaimed before he could have the chance to offer. She knows he was the one asking for her to get coffee with her, but she’s stubborn and awkward at letting people buy things for her.

Taking a few steps inside of the cafe Chloe could already feel her mouth water some as the scent of the food hit her. Making her way to the hostess stand she waited towards the entrance at Ricci’s she let her eyes glance over at the bar. “Wasn’t expecting this place to be so popular.” She admitted to whom she assumed was another prospect next to her. “Have you eaten here before?” 

“I’ve got nothin’ against cats,” he starts with a shrug before taking a sip of his beer. “But there’s just somethin’ about dogs that make them better. I know there’re some affectionate cats out there but havin’ a dog run at you after a long day at work is far more rewarding to me.” Logan raises a hand, “personal preference and all.”

“Honestly, that is the best part, it makes coming home that much better,” she tilted her head to the side with an awe expression to a memory that flash through her mind. “Aw, this makes me miss my sweet Melody, my littler ferret,” she placed her hand on her chest with a slight pout before chuckling, “But man did she steal my shit, she had a thing for stealing things and hiding them. She was so playful but also loved to sleep.”

“Whichever,” was Nathan’s nonchalant response, because really, it made no difference to him —- he could be available whatever, unless he was out at a shoot in LA or New York. Maybe he was being a little too flippant about it. Once they were inside the coffee shop, he took a look around, his gaze moving over the board as he attempted to decide what to get. “I think it’s just going to be coffee for today. Feel like I just need a whole lot of caffeine to get me through the day.”

“Hm, I’m gonna say Wednesday during my lunch hour, for now,” she told him with a grin, making a mental note to put that in her calendar so she could remember. “Oh, I get that. This will definitely not be my only cup of coffee today,” she chuckled with a shake of her head, “but I am craving chocolate chip muffin.” Ivy moved forward as the line got shorter, “How are the girls? ” she asked as she looked over at him.