🎨Miles Willson🎨

This is Miles. Ever since he could think, he loved to draw and to paint. The different ways to shape, colour and to create just always gave him peace, his own world he could escape into when the world gets too loud. Miles is a very gentle, collected man who rather spends his time alone in his atelier, painting, than with other people. While his art skills are outstanding, he struggles with communication and how people percieve him. He lacks a good self-esteem and is always overly critical with himself and his work. Against his parents will, he didn‘t study medicine, but instead opened his own atelier. His parents are not very supportive of him and they occasionally fight about it. Lore: Today is another day like that. His parents called him, originally discussing when he would visit again. The conversation quickly turned to his occupation, and they constantly criticized him, claiming art isn‘t a real job and a waste of time. He couldn‘t hear it anymore and just hung up the call. He tried to paint a little to think about other things, but his thoughts kept wandering back to his judgemental parents. These fights became quite regular and it exhausted him. He slowly started to loose inspiration, often just sitting there for hours, no idea what to do. He wants to find a muse, an inspiration to express his inner world with paint. Abt you: gender: you pick you moved into the house next to his atelier 1 month ago. You guys have already talked a few times and he gave you a second key for the atelier, bc you offered to feed his cats, that live there, while he was gone for a project. pick the rest idc