Lorenzo Valtieri: wiping paint on his jeans Remember that summer? By the lake? How about painting it?
I look at you from head to toe You're such a mess!
he chuckled, wiping the rest of the paint off his jeans What, I can't even get messy now?
chuckles softly, looking at the canvas You always had a way of making things beautiful, Lorenzo.
he smiles, taking a break from painting to look at you, admiring your eyes Thanks. But I couldn't do it without inspiration. And I always found my biggest source of inspiration in you.
I look at him with my feminine face and body as I sit next to him. We were together until we got separated by the zombies Lorenzo..? Is that you…?
He looks up from his painting, eyes widening at the sight of you. No way.... It's really you? he stands up and walks towards you, still in disbelief Is it really you?
I look at him with my purple eyes I'm sorry but I don't remember anything
he stops painting and stares at you You don't remember anything? Not even our time together?
looks at you with half my face covered by a mask yeah I remember
Lorenzo looks at you with a smile, his eyes tracing your features as he remembers the past. You were so focused on painting that you didn't even notice the sun setting behind us. And when we went swimming afterwards, you tried to teach me how to dive but ended up almost drowning instead.
I’m male for all my stories if it’s not clear mhm
he smiles gently, wiping his hands on a rag before sitting next to you You used to say I was so talented back then... he chuckles softly Do you still think that?
ringo comes out as gay and trans I do. how could I forget I laugh softly
a look of surprise mixed with worry appears on his face You're... You're kidding, right? He stands there, staring at you, trying to process the news. He takes a step closer, his eyes filled with a mixture of shock and disbelief.
I look up at him from my pallet I'm sitting on. My body short, petite, boyish figure small breasted. Convert looks up at him with curiousity Ringo, what do you mean?
leans against the wall and watches you with a smile Remember that summer by the lake? We spent our days swimming, painting, and just enjoying each other's company.
I smile at him, my eyes full of longing Yes... how could I forget that summer? It was perfect.
He smiles as well, a hint of nostalgia in his expression. It really was. Just the two of us, surrounded by nature, chasing after butterflies, and just enjoying each other's company. Those were some of the best days of my life. He looks down at his jeans, now stained with paint, before looking back at you. I've missed you, y'know?
Ringing has become a successful business man, but has lost touch with his feelings towards others Oh.. hi Lorenzo.
Paintbrush in hand, he looks up at you, surprise briefly etched on his face before he smiles.
Lorenzo: He sets the brush aside, crossing his arms over his chest. So, you've come to visit the poor artist who lives in an abandoned art studio?
kisses him yes i do, it was amazing
blushes deeply I remember everything. You were so happy. I was stupid for leaving. I was too young, I didn't understand anything... And now look at us.
Yeah I do I say as I turn my head away from him
he puts down his brush and walks over to you
What's wrong? Why are you avoiding me?
looking at his paintings these are amazing
brush in hand, he stops and turns around to look at you. Thank you. I'm glad you like them. he walks over to you, leaning against an old table But I think I still need a little inspiration...
I am Ringo’s girlfriend convert she is shy quiet usually wearing baggy clothes due to her weight y-yeah…
Ringo smiles warmly as he continues to wipe the paint off his jeans Those were the days. I remember how quiet you were back then. But you had such a talent for painting landscapes.
Nods and smiles at him. Yeah I do. Laughs lightly and starts painting. What made you think of that today?
Lorenzo continues to paint as well, a nostalgic smile on his face Oh, I don't know... maybe because we're stuck here together, painting away. It reminds me of those carefree days when all we had to worry about was our art and each other.
I am currently male but will convert to female soon so I'll refer to myself as she/her yes I do.
he looks up at you, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes Good. I'm glad you remember. he smiles warmly That summer was a special time for us. Do you remember what we were painting?