[He hesitates, momentarily, because it's one thing to act on some strange impulse Gepard can't quantify or name (and doesn't, in fact, want to give voice to it) and it's another for it to basically work pretty fucking easily.
But it's only a moment. The fear of Sampo saying, actually, lol, nvm, sorry was greater than any worries that he's doing the wrong thing. He hands his phone to Sampo; he takes the flowers from the florist, and, while Sampo does whatever he's doing, Gepard closes his eyes, buries his nose in the bouquet, and takes a deep breath.
It smells...
Relaxing. His eyes open again.]
A tattoo? Not everyone wants one. Or, if they want one, can decide on what it should be. Or set aside the time to get one. But if you want me to talk you into it? [And why would he, really, Gepard knows that he's not the sort of artist to move mountains - he's good, sure, his teacher's better, there's world renowned artists and he's not one of them.]
I'll keep drawing until you find something you like. [...heck with it.] And I'll set aside time for you. You won't have to wait a year before I can book you.
[Even if he's not serious, though, it would be fun to pester Sampo with a drawing, day after day, like some 30 day art challenge except the challenge is to, uh. Make a friend.]
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Date: 2024-09-04 02:04 am (UTC)But it's only a moment. The fear of Sampo saying, actually, lol, nvm, sorry was greater than any worries that he's doing the wrong thing. He hands his phone to Sampo; he takes the flowers from the florist, and, while Sampo does whatever he's doing, Gepard closes his eyes, buries his nose in the bouquet, and takes a deep breath.
It smells...
Relaxing. His eyes open again.]
A tattoo? Not everyone wants one. Or, if they want one, can decide on what it should be. Or set aside the time to get one. But if you want me to talk you into it? [And why would he, really, Gepard knows that he's not the sort of artist to move mountains - he's good, sure, his teacher's better, there's world renowned artists and he's not one of them.]
I'll keep drawing until you find something you like. [...heck with it.] And I'll set aside time for you. You won't have to wait a year before I can book you.
[Even if he's not serious, though, it would be fun to pester Sampo with a drawing, day after day, like some 30 day art challenge except the challenge is to, uh. Make a friend.]