The girl’s eyes got bigger when I told her about one of my hobbies.
“Are you kidding me?” She asked.
“No, I’m not. I know it’s a laughable thing since I’m not into other things like–”
“That’s incredible.” She complimented me. “I never thought I would find anyone interested in that kind of stuff.”
I raised my eyebrow when I heard her say this.
“You see, I’ve always had this thing for making stories that use different aesthetics and I’ve really wanted to write something that uses an aerial backdrop. Except I can’t draw to save my life though.” She explained. “By the way, what’s your name?”
“It’s Hosea.” I introduced myself. I never thought any stranger would be that interested to talk to me. “What’s yours?”
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