Who: Tess Doerner and Open What: Shopping for art supplies When: Monday afternoon Where: Galatea's Warnings: TBA Status: Open/On-going
Tess had been doing a lot of sketch work lately, moreso than usual, and she wasn't sure why. Part of her wanted to joke that maybe something was telling her to, but the last time something had told her to draw, the result had been the machine that woke Kevin. She didn't really want to deal with that again. So instead she was blaming it on the fact that she'd been in town for just shy of two years.
There were so many of them that'd arrived from the other Madison Valley that were gone now, and she hoped that none of them had gone back to that place. She didn't know what'd happen if she ever did. No, she much preferred this version of Madison Valley, where she had a good life and a good job and amazing friends.
The increased amount of sketching she'd been doing wasn't a bad thing, but it did mean she'd already run through the sketch pad she'd bought a couple weeks earlier, so she'd gone to Galatea's to pick up another one -- or two, who knew. But of course she couldn't just get in, get what she needed, and get out. No, she was going to get distracted by other things -- like the sketching pencils. She didn't actually need new ones, not yet, but oh were some of them nice to look at.