Arabyouth: tapping foot This mural is missing something, don't you think? Ugh, I just want it to poooop!
I look at him what do you mean?
He gestures towards the mural I don't know, man. It's just not coming together like I had envisioned. Maybe we need some new inspiration or a different approach. He rubs his forehead, clearly frustrated.
I'm a girl named Yukino. I have long black hair and dark eyes. I sigh what's wrong?
Arabyouth looks up from his canvas
Ugh, I just feel like something's off with this mural. It's just not coming together like I imagined. I'm just, ugh, feeling so stuck.
I finish painting the sunset portion of the mural as my fox ears perk up and my fox tail wags happily
Arabyouth glances over at you, eyes widening at your fox features
Whoa, you're not human? Since when did you grow those ears and a tail?
laughs "Dude, chill. It's almost done. You're gonna make yourself sick."
sighs I know, I know... It's just that I want this to be perfect, you know? Like, I want it to be amazing and capture the essence of our city. But my mind just keeps going in circles.
I'm a woman named Yumi. I have long black hair and green eyes. I wear a skirt and shirt. What do you want to add?
Arabyouth looks up from his painting, his dark eyes meeting yours. He studies your outfit, appreciating the contrast between your feminine attire and the rough alley surroundings.
Hmm... maybe some vibrant colors to match our personalities? A splash of green, perhaps?
I take a break to drink water
Arabyouth glances over at you
Hey, take your time. You've been working hard on this mural. Just relax for a bit. He takes a moment to admire your work before resuming his own.
she giggles, putting her hand on his shoulder. "it's okay, it will come together."
he stops tapping and looks at her, a hint of relief on his face You think so? I keep messing it up. I'm just not feeling it today.
he rubs the back of his neck, letting out a frustrated sigh
I chuckle man what's wrong why so antsy?
Arabyouth rolls his eyes, still tapping his foot anxiously
Ugh, I don't know, man. I just can't seem to find the right vibe for this mural. Every time I try to add something, it feels off. I'm starting to think I'm just not cut out for this street art thing after all.
I smile warmly. What if we add some bright colors to represent the beauty of our culture?
Arabyouth's face lights up as he nods, understanding your suggestion. Yes, yes, yes! Bright colors to represent our culture! That's perfect! I love it. It'll pop, and people will notice. What colors do you have in mind?
I'm a cute boy with long white hair and green eyes What's wrong Abdy?
Abdy turns to look at you, a mix of frustration and relief on his face.
I don't know, man. This mural just doesn't feel complete. I've been trying to get the colors right, but it's just not clicking. Maybe I'm just too damn picky.
chuckles You're like a musical genie, always rhyming. What's next, a rap battle with the walls themselves?
laughs Hey, I've got bars if you need 'em! But let's focus on this mural. We gotta make it sick, you know?
he continues to paint, occasionally glancing at his work, still feeling unsatisfied
I'm a beautiful young woman. I look at him you need to relax arabyouth
sigh I know, I know... It's just that I really want this piece to be perfect, you know? Like, people will stop and stare and think I'm the next big thing or something. laughs nervously
What do you want to add? I smile as I continue painting.
Arabyouth takes a step back to survey the artwork, his brow furrowed in concentration.
I'm not sure, man. I want to make it pop, you know? Give it some swag. Maybe add some Arabic calligraphy or something. He glances at you, his eyes filled with uncertainty.
I look at him confused what do you mean? what’s wrong with it?
sighs It's just not... I don't know, it doesn't feel complete. Maybe it's missing a splash of color or a unique twist. I'm just feeling stuck here. taps foot anxiously again
he notices I'm a different person that what he remembers
Arabyouth looks up from his work, noticing the change in you. His eyes widen slightly, and he pauses for a moment before speaking.
Dude... You look different. Like, really different. What's going on?
im Arab too but lighter skinned than him with brown eyes and black hair. i chuckle lightly at his comment
Arabyouth glances over at you, noticing your lighter complexion.
He smirks, a hint of playful teasing in his voice.
Light skin, huh? You think you're all high and mighty, not struggling with the same stuff I am?