johnny - museum

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you walked around the new exhibit in the art museum that had opened up in town. you looked at each piece as you passed by them in the room you were in and enjoyed the quaint atmosphere of the museum. there were quite a few people at the museum since it was the grand opening of the exhibit, but the minimal conversations kept the place at ease.

you walked into the next room, where paintings and different artworks lined the walls. you walked around the room a bit before taking a seat at a bench in the center of the room, enjoying the perfect view of the room.

"first time here?" someone spoke to you.

you looked to your side and saw a guy sitting on the bench, facing the opposite direction from you. you looked back at the two paintings in front of you.

"yes and no, i've been here plenty of times when i was younger, but i haven't been to this exhibit yet," you replied. "what about you?"

"no, actually, i have the day off, but i didn't want to be in my apartment all day long so i've been going to different places today," the guy replied. "i read that the artist for this exhibit came from spain to do a few installation pieces and has a whole exhibit to herself. the installation pieces looked really cool when i saw them earlier."

"the installation pieces?" you asked and looked at him.

"yea, one of them is this wall of flowers and it looks so cool," he looked at you and spoke with enthusiasm.

you recalled what piece he was talking about and slightly chuckled while looking forward again, "i'm glad to have met someone who enjoys art as much as i do."

"i'm glad that i did, too. i really like it here," the guy said to you.

you looked at the time, "i'll be walking around. it was nice talking to you," you said to him and stood up.

"it was nice talking to you, too. see you around," he smiled and looked forward again.

you walked around the room at the rest of the paintings and exited the room. you went into another room that was full of floral pieces, which was the main point of the entire exhibit.

not too many people were in this part of the exhibit, so you could examine each piece in quiet.

you stood in front of a piece and realized something.

i guess i could've thrown more paint onto that corner, or maybe i should've added more flowers instead.

"judging your own art?" you looked to your side and saw the guy from earlier.

you smiled, "when did you realize?"

"i passed by a picture of you," he answered. "you're an amazing artist," he complimented you.

"thank you. that means a lot to me," you replied with a smile.

"hey, would you want to get a cup of coffee or something?" he suddenly asked, taking his hands out of his jacket pockets.

"coffee? sure, but only if you tell me your name," you replied.

"oh, i'm sorry. my name is johnny," he introduced himself.

"well, johnny, let's go."

both of you walked out of the exhibit and out of the museum to head towards a local coffee shop together.

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