Kayla and Hope
Between running the restaurant and helping her aunt, Hope hadn't found the time to request a stall or organize any of her own art for the show. Not that she had much to show. Again, she simply didn't have the time and what she'd managed to create, Hope wasn't sure was worth showing. Maybe next year.
That didn't mean she wasn't going to set aside a little time to support her friends that did participate. Wandering through the stalls, a coffee in hand, Hope paused to chat with a few artists she knew, including Alyssa, before spotting Kayla's table. She was pleased to see that her cousin had decided to show off a few pieces. Given Hope wasn't keep to show her own artwork, she knew how much courage that took.
"Hey," Hope greeted Kayla with a smile. Today, the tribrid was in jeans, ankle boots with a low heel, and simple blouse. Being a werewolf, she tended to run warm so she wasn't wearing a jacket. "How's it going?"