#icvrian

"hyacinth," she points out to the bundle of vibrant, lilac petals. fingers press along the stems before reaching to cut a few stalks with her gardening shears. "these are one of my favorites," muses before placing the flora into the basket. "you sure you don't mind holding that ? it might get heavy . . . i plan on leaving this place with at least five bouquets - worth of flowers."

the male finds himself side - stepping into a conversation between harley and some random man. couldn't care less about who he is or what they're talking about. "already off the clock ?" questions with a raise of his brow, completely ignoring the body he's wedged himself in front of. "thought you were gonna get a few shots in the green room."

luther likes the late night stops, that much is evident in the fact that he's always first off the tour bus, happily approaching the fluorescent light of whatever gas station they're at. he has a bottomless pit for a stomach, arguably, which is why he's eating a slightly shitty pastry with such vigour when ollie steps off the bus. he shoots her a smile as he chews furiously, signalling her over. "i thought you'd sleep through this one, thought maybe those drinks did us in."

                              ❝      she      dumped      me,      alright?      i      don't      wanna      talk      about      it      ⸻      did      you      bring      the      bottle      of      jack?      ❞

❛  where  have  i  been  your  whole  life?  ❜    james  laughs  at  the  inquiry    –    head  shaking.    ❛  that’s  a  loaded  question.  ❜    maybe  not  for  them,    but  for  him,    because  in  his  life    –    they  had  always  been  there.    at  the  end  of  the  hallway,    on the other side of the sidewalk,    sitting  at  the  same  stoplight  where  mason  ave  crosses  main  street.    ❛  i  think  the  answer  is  right  here,    waiting  for  the  right  moment.  ❜    he  pauses  for  a  beat.    ❛  which,    to  be  fair,    i  thought  would  never  come.  ❜

It depends on what the art was and if she could half ass it. If its like bob ross stuff shes gonna just slap some shit on a canvas and sell it for a million dollars since 3 lines on a canvas can go for that now. If its sculpting she would probably be a little more into it. Make a lil stefan or a fox, but probably a lil stefan.