Zepar's Literatures

{ Art / Writing trade <3 }

“What, you want to be alone on Valentine’s?”

Isaac reached his hands to smooth out the fabric he was creating, “Isn’t it just a date in the calendar?”

Now it was Zepar’s turn to turn introspective. He hummed, thinking in over, then glancing out the window and thinking about that stranger he had been looking out for a while.

“I mean, it’s what it represents, right?” After having been hovering around his workstation for a bit, Zepar finally sat down, propping his elbows onto the table. “Like a confirmation of interest, or a small sign or love or whatever.”