greed.

Perfect, then a distraction non-date it is.

Sounds great, I get off at six. Should I meet you there?

Well it definitely speaks volumes on how you think of me if you think I’m a treat to be around– being so sure of yourself and all. Okay, okay, let’s put your distraction skills to the test then. As long as you’re aware that this isn’t a date, that is. I’m…I don’t think jumping into anything is a good idea for me right now.

Coffee, definitely. As long as it isn’t in your Starbucks, I would like to stay as far away from there and Target as possible. 

I don’t like labels so this can be whatever the hell you want it to be.

You’re a good muse and a good distraction. Wow, you can do it all, can’t you? Are you always this sure of yourself? I have an inkling that all you heard was the word “single” and you don’t really care to know what I’m sad or mad about. Which is okay, honestly, because the point of a distraction is to distract.

With that said, however, I suppose a night out with a friendly face wouldn’t hurt.

Yes, I’m always positive that I’m the best-looking thing in the room at all times. I don’t care if you’re single or taken-- just being in the same room with you is already such a treat for me. You can tell me all about what’s making you sad or mad as long as it’s over a drink; but I make a fantastic distraction if you just want to leave all your worries behind.

I don’t either unfortunately, which is why I’m failing. Hm, I don’t think a muse is what I’m lacking here- it’s the talent-  but I do admire your modesty. 

Yeah, you could say that. I’m newly single and I’m really perplexed by what happened- I don’t really understand it and I feel like I’m really sad and mad all at the same time and so it’s making me feel pretty stuck at the moment.

Oh, I’m sure once you find the right muse-- me-- all that untapped potential and talent swirling around in that petite body of yours will come bursting out.

I’ll be fine. I’m just…distracted lately. I don’t know how well you could tutor me considering I’m an art major. I thought taking a digital arts class would broaden my horizons a little but I’m not doing really great it’s discouraging. You wouldn’t happen to know much about digital arts, would you?

I don’t know, Seb. It’s been a rough year, running away is enticing. 

I don’t anything about digital art... But maybe I could provide some artistic inspiration. Not to toot my own horn-- who am kidding, of course I am-- but I can make a very alluring model.

As if things couldn’t get any worse, I’m failing one of my classes.

I’m starting to think I should just go home.

What’s got you all out of sorts, B? Is it something one of my famously-crafted lattes can’t undo? Or maybe a little tutoring from Professor Smythe can help you out.