#un poquito más y respondo en español :eyes: JAJAJA

[smckesprite]

“no, i don’t. i’m mainly here for the little rugrats.” the older man squinted at his teasing question. “how would you know? when was the last time you’ve read a book, huh?” technically, seojun, that little punk, wasn’t wrong about mireu not being much of a reader, and ironically, he works at the sleepy cat bookstore on the side. he couldn’t let him win by teasing him. the art shack wasn’t much of a shop, but they did have art supplies there— seojun was lucky. “go and grab the items you want then; i’ll pay for them if you’re broke.” he pointed to the section where the supplies were located, shooing him to get his stuff. having seojun as company was something roo was appreciative of since he lost contact with his brother after tragedy struck his family. “of course we are, where do you wanna go?”

"You don't? So what's next, you aren't much of a reader either?", Seojun teased with half a smile as he eyed the pastels with a little squint. "Fine, I guess I'll have to be artistic for both. I'll take the pastels then and a sketchbook or something with blank pages if you have any", Seojun smiled. As an only child he had only had the older members of the church to be some kind of guidance, but as soon as his own path with religion started to divert dangerously ( and obviously in secret ), he had distanced himself from the very nice — and very brainwashed — members of his community back in New Orleans. "Are we getting lunch today?"