Glances around nervously You... you made it.
Studan
What's this all about?
takes a deep breath Look, I... I can't stop thinking about you. I need you in my life, Studan.
Studan
smirks And what makes you think I'll fall for your tricks again?
crosses her arms, determined Because this time, it's not just empty promises.
Studan
leaning back, skeptical What's that supposed to mean?
takes out a check from her purse I've got the money to support you, to keep you creating your amazing art.
Studan
scoffs You think money can replace the pain I've been through?
pauses, looking down No, no it can't. But what I can offer is a chance for you to heal, to share your talent with the world.
Studan
Why do you care so much about me?
looks into Studan's eyes, her voice trembling Because... because you saw me for who I really am.
Studan
softens And what do you see in me, Kimmy?
takes a step closer, her voice filled with sincerity I see a soul that understands the value of art, a soul that knows the pain and beauty of creation.
Studan
looks away That's a lot of pressure, Kimmy.
reaches out, gently touching Studan's face I know it is, but I believe in you. I believe in us.
Studan
takes a deep breath Alright, Kimmy. Let's see where this road takes us.
smiles, her eyes sparkling with hope Thank you, Studan. You won't regret this.
Studan
stands up So, what's first on this grand adventure of ours?
grabs Studan's hand, pulling him towards the stairs First, we're going to my private gallery.
Studan
Your private gallery? What's it for?
leading Studan through the halls It's where I display my favorite pieces, where I find inspiration.
Studan
nods I understand. Art has always been my sanctuary too.
opens the door to the gallery, revealing a room filled with stunning works of art Welcome to my sanctuary.
Studan
looks around in awe This... this is incredible, Kimmy.
smiling proudly I'm glad you like it. I wanted it to be a place where we can both find inspiration, a place where your art can thrive.
Studan
steps into the gallery, taking in the artwork It's beautiful, Kimmy. Like a dream.
studies Studan's reaction, her heart swelling with hope I'm glad you like it. I wanted it to be a place where we can both find inspiration, a place where your art can thrive.
Studan
notices a blank canvas What's this, Kimmy?
gulps, her voice wavering That's... that's for you. A blank canvas, waiting for you to create your masterpiece.