Jacksepticeye Imagines (X Reader)

14- art

You are an artist. You graduated from art school and just moved to athlone, Ireland to show off your abstract art in a gallery.

You stand next to your painting, admiring your work you spent so much time on.

"Excuse me?" Someone ask.

You turn around to face a guy with green hair and black glasses.

"How much will you charge for your painting?" He ask, his bright blue eyes twinkling.

"Umm..." You think.

"How about I name a price and you agree or disagree?" He ask.

"Deal." You say.

"How about... $3000?" He says raising an eyebrow.

"That's too much." I smile. You lean against the wall.

He does the same.

"If I give you my number, will you take the offer?" He smiles.

"Uhhh... Yeah." You blush.

You hand him your phone and he enters the number.

You take your phone back and see that his name is Jack.

"Thanks jack." You smile.

"No problem (Yn)." He smiles.

After the payment, he walks away.

'Maybe my painting is coming true...' You smile as you glance at your painting of the two couples holding hands for the last time.