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"hey Vancouver?" i smiled putting only the top half of my face in view.
"you know what i won't even say nothing,"
"say nothing about what?" i asked innocently.
"never mind," he chuckled, "where's that wack ass area code from anyway?"
"whatchu meannn. 301 is Maryland, and it looks very much normal."
"oh so your from maryland?"
"yessir born and raised,"i responded.
"your not gonna ask where i'm from?" he proceeded to ask.
"nah, i kinda just assumed you was from around here," i said taking a sip of water, "yooo i just checked your instagram account and you've got 1.4 million followers. you famous or something?"
"well no not really—." he bagan.
"well how the fuck you got 1.4M then ?"
"well if you'd let me finish, i kinda went viral on tik tok. so yeah that's how," he said leaning back.
"hold on," i went silent for a couple seconds, "vhackerr right ?"
"Yes ma'am."
"oh- oh wow."
"what?" he asked.
"shit you actually kinda fine white boy," i said as i continued scrolling.
"i don't know if i should be offended or happy."
"you can be whatever you want, i said what i said."
"damn. well i choose happy."
"good choice. anyways whatchu tryna have me draw on your skateboard? just so i have a general idea."
he proceed to describe how he wanted the hands in the creation of adam painting with an angelic touch added to it. similar to some custom shoes he showed me.
i put my phone on my desk and so my face was in full view and began sketching. usually i'm pretty quick when coming up with sketching if i have a full idea pictured.
amidst my sketching i looked back at the phone and he was staring at me. i lightly blushed and looked back down.
i had music plying in the background so the silence wasn't awkward. if anything it was sort of comforting.
"okay done!" i said dropping the pencil.
"damn already? your pretty fast."
"i mean yeah it's just a rough sketch. oh yeah i added a snake to the design, it's fine if you don't like it, i just thought it was kinda cool. and sometimes my hands take control whenever i draw soooo," i rambled on is i held the sketch i'm up to the camera.
"yo this is sickkk," he said excitedly.
"ya think?"
"he'll yeah, i like it just the way it is, don't change anything."
"bettt. i'm glad you it." i smiled.
"of course i do,"
"period, anyways i gotta go back home so i can sleep. it's hella late."
"shit your right, we been talking for like two hours."
"oh shit you right." i said looking at the time.
"you're just really easy to talk to i guess." he sheepishly mumbled.
i chuckled, "night vin vin"
"goodnight anarchy."
