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I had to be the one to collect the cash they had to pay before taking a picture. As I'm handing out a couple of their changes, Bryson and Elena approached me. Bryson was handsomely dressed in his black tuxedo, black tie, with a white inner shirt, an expensive silver watch, and shiny leather shoes, while Elene was attired in a mini dress and heels. Her dark pixie hair is styled in curls, and her makeup is beautifully done. "2 dollars for a pic," I said quickly, keeping my eyes on the floor flashing with red lights as Elena glared at me.

I asked, half-hoping he'd just simmer down. "Like it? Anne, this is— Look here, you got the curve of the visor just right and the mouth guard detail is perfect. Do you know how much incorrect fan art I've seen?" I blinked at him. "Just how much fan art have you seen?" "A lot. Your dad's is my favorite, but he might have some competition now," Victor said eagerly. "What else can you draw?" "I don't know. Whatever." I shrugged, trying to stay casual even as my face started to heat up. "You want me to draw a Zord or something?"

His muscles flexing with every arm movement he made, I made a moved my arms in a rhythm, hitting them on my laps as I walked in. “That’s my sister, Jane” Kevin said, cutting his friend short. He turned to me, and I saw his face. His face is a an art masterpiece, with carved high cheekbones, a strong jawline and sensual lips, such face was the only one fit for his amazing well sculpted body. He looked into my eyes with his grey piercing eyes which held an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine like lightning strikes. He extended his hand for a handshake, my hand moved before I could process the thoughts of it, it felt like my body felt the presence of a god that shouldn’t be kept waiting.