Novel & Cerita Neon Drawings

Tinted windows. Zephyr waved quick and walked to the door. His hair was messy. His shirt looked borrowed. Too big at the shoulders. He smelled like expensive soap when he hugged Mom. He said staff gave him a ride. Staff. Right. I open a new email and type fast. Subject: Neon Drink Revisions. I attach bright mockups. Yellow. Orange. Neon green. I hit send. Mr. Neon will love it. Or hate it. Hard to tell. My phone buzzes again.

He climbed onto the sofa beside her and opened the notebook. Crayon lines filled the page. Bright colors. Simple shapes. But the drawing was recognizable. Three stick figures stood side by side beneath a large sun. Evelyn had seen similar drawings from him before. Usually the same three figures. A woman. A child. And a tall man with darker shading around the eyes. Silas held the notebook proudly. “Do you like it?” Evelyn forced a soft smile. “It’s beautiful.” He studied the picture carefully. Then pointed to the tallest figure.

Maybe if she tried again she could tame him… Who knows? But she shook her head at such thoughts. "We're leaving," he said in a husky voice. Nevena swore she would have collapsed if not that she was still sitting. Was it husky because he was quiet for a long time? Whatever. He stood up, putting his papers back in his attaché case. Nevena slightly lifted her head and caught a glimpse of the sketches, the pencil lines were so strong such that it didn't look like the usual architectural designs. His movements were so fast that Nevena couldn't fathom what they were.

She tested the quality of the red-colored pencil on her hand on the first page of the intermediate pad; it created a brightly colored line which gave her the exhilaration to continue her practice. She began to inspect the other art material like the oil pastel crayons; she opened the rectangular-shaped package and read the brand name: Crayola. Oil Pastels Neon. There were 12 pieces inside the box with the named colors written as hot magenta, shocking pink, radical red, outrageous orange, neon carrot, laser lemon, electric lime, screamin' green, graphic green, aqua brite, blue bolt, and vivid violet. She found the names funny. In her deep curiosity, she tested the quality again and found it t

Since Neu didn't really understand about it, He just goes to his room. When he entered the room, Nimura saw a tool that he was holding. Nimura quickly asks him "So, you're going to draw?" Neu answers it by nodding his head. Then Neu started thinking about what he should draw, while Nimura was waiting for the result. The time he got an idea about it, he quickly draws it. Nimura was so shocked when he saw Neu's reaction when drawing. It seems like he were so serious about it. Nimura looked at how did he draw and it looks like he was a professional on it. So Nimura asks him "Hey, how long have you draw actually? I just wondering about this because we never talked about this."

I turned to the wall. The cityscape stretched corner to corner, buildings and rooftops and water towers, and in the middle a gap I had left for five years. Negative space. A deliberate absence in the shape of something I could not draw because I did not know what it looked like. I picked up a marker and filled it in. Four figures. Small. Rough. Standing together with their backs to the viewer. Rosa looked at it for a long time. "You have never put people in it before."

‘I guess even they noticed the height difference between Dante and me,’ I gave a quiet chuckle. “And this is us and Yuki, and we’re all holding hands.” Three little stick figures, blue, purple, and green, were next to the pink one, along with a weird-looking yellow thing that I guess was Yuki. “It’s beautiful, Nathan. Good job.” I cheered, and he beamed with pride. “Mine next.” Michael shoved his drawing into my hand, and I took his and Leon’s. They were similar to Nathan’s work, but Michael’s was more wonky, and the height difference was less dramatic. Leon’s drawing was the neatest, with a big red heart around us.

Now I know I won't be able to stop my friend and I quickly see him open the package, with precision and what I saw took my breath away, there were two drawings, one outfit for me and one for Liam, there was no signature, but the photos of the Ivory Woods pack attached to the side of the drawing, indicates perfectly what it was and the reference used for the drawings. There was also another smaller sheet of paper, which at first glance looked like a black shirt and normal black pants, but the cut was straighter and more formal than my suit, and if you moved it against the light, you could see that it had something that resembled a mask. This was definitely for Keenan. I just didn't have any r