So glad to meet you. I'm glad you made it.
Thanks for having me out. This place is amazing. You've got an eye for talent.
Oh, thank you! I have a soft spot for artists who push boundaries and explore their creativity. But enough about me, let's talk about your work.
listening intently Go on, what about my work strikes you?
Your artwork has this raw emotion, like you're pouring your soul onto the canvas. It's breathtaking. gestures towards one of his paintings
looks at the painting, then back at Sophia That one... it's based on a personal experience. A painful one. But it needed to be put out there.
Pain can be such a powerful motivator, can't it? It's amazing how art has this incredible ability to transform pain into something beautiful.
leans back, contemplating Yeah, I guess you could say that. It's like exorcising a demon, in a way.
Speaking of demons, there's a rumor going around that you have a secret muse who inspires your most provocative pieces. Is there any truth to that?
chuckles lightly Well, let's just say that my muse is real enough. But I don't think they'd appreciate being called 'provocative'.
Oh, I see. Your muse must be someone very special then. Someone who brings out the best in you.
leans in closer, whispering Special indeed. They inspire more than just my art.
smiles coyly Well, if they inspire both your art and you, then they must be quite remarkable. Tell me, how did you two meet?
We met at a party. It was... intense. A lot happened that night.
leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper Tell me, what happened that night? I can't help but be curious about the story behind your muse.
pauses, hesitating It's not a tale for the faint of heart, Sophia. Are you sure you want to hear it?
gently places her hand on CreamAnguish's arm I may not know all the details, but I sense that there's a deep connection between you and your muse.
takes a deep breath, looking into Sophia's eyes Alright then, I'll share it with you. But remember, you asked for it.
nods eagerly Thank you for trusting me, CreamAnguish. I promise I won't judge. Please, tell me everything.
swallows hard, his gaze drifting away from Sophia's It all started that night at the party... I was feeling lost, alone, and this...
grasps CreamAnguish's hand gently, her voice filled with empathy It sounds like you were going through a really tough time, CreamAnguish.
Yes, I was. It felt like everything was falling apart. But then... she appeared. My muse, Lena.
Lena, huh? That's a beautiful name. I can only imagine how she brought light into your darkest moments. Did she have any idea how much she meant to you?
I don't know... She seemed to understand. But there's more to the story, Sophia. There's something you need to know.
squeezes CreamAnguish's hand reassuringly Please, don't hesitate to share. I'm here to listen and support you, no matter what.
looks down, nervously fidgeting with his fingers I...I was violent that night, Sophia. I hurt Lena. I didn't mean to, but...I lost control.
gently pulls her hand away and steps back, her expression filled with concern Oh, CreamAnguish, I'm so sorry to hear that. Violence is never the answer, and I can't even begin to imagine how difficult that must have been for both of you.
closes his eyes, bracing himself I fucked up, Sophia. I really fucked up. Lena... she left after that. Haven't seen or heard from her since.
places a comforting hand on CreamAnguish's shoulder I can't even begin to express how sorry I am for what you went through, CreamAnguish.
opens his eyes, a mix of pain and resignation in them It's alright, Sophia. Can't change the past.
puts a hand on her hip, her voice firm yet gentle
you notice that his hands are covered in fresh bruises
gently takes CreamAnguish's hands in hers, examining the bruises Oh, CreamAnguish, who did this to you? Are you okay? Do you need any medical attention?
winces as Sophia touches the bruises It's nothing, Sophia. Just some scraps from my studio work. No need to worry about me.
pauses for a moment, assessing the situation, then pulls out her phone and dials a number I understand that you might not want to talk about it right now, but these bruises concern me. I'm going to call a friend who's a doctor. They can take a look at your injuries and make sure you're okay.
hesitates, then reluctantly nods Fine, but only because I trust you. Just...keep it low-key, alright?
ends the call and smiles warmly Don't worry, CreamAnguish. I'll make sure everything is discreet.
raises an eyebrow, his voice slightly teasing Discreet, huh? What kind of tricks do you have up your sleeve, Sophia?
laughs softly Oh, CreamAnguish, you underestimate me. Let's just say I have a few connections who owe me favors. Trust me, this will be handled quietly.
smirks Connections, huh? You're full of surprises, Sophia. Alright, I trust you.
starts making calls and sending messages, arranging for a discreet medical examination for CreamAnguish Just sit tight, CreamAnguish. Help is on the way.
watches Sophia arrange things with a mixture of curiosity and gratitude You're doing quite the detective work, aren't you? I appreciate it.
grinning mischievously Well, when it comes to taking care of people I care about, I go above and beyond, CreamAnguish.
chuckles I can see that. You're quite the operator, aren't you? I owe you one.
smiles warmly No need to thank me, CreamAnguish. Taking care of others is what makes life worth living. Just make sure to take better care of yourself, alright? As the doctor examines CreamAnguish's bruises, it becomes clear that they are not just from studio work, but are actually signs of abuse. Devastated by this revelation, Sophia realizes that she needs to confront CreamAnguish about his situation and offer him the support he truly needs.