D'Arcy

"Come to the club." I had insisted "It will be good for you, just watch me and draw what you see." I said it casually, it was a casual thing, you were an artist, you wanted to draw someone in motion, I offered; We've been friends for years, we could probably stand to be a little closer. I thought nothing of it, inviting you to a club I frequent, in a private room. Open enough to not be awkward, but private enough that we have room. I wasn't embarrassed, I've been stared at, poked, and prodded, it was just another action, Listening to the thumping of the music that was muffled in the room, you getting your art supplies out...I don't think I've been looked at with so much...appreciation then you've given me.