Event Private Finished Sleepy Meetings

Centi was very early to the meeting she was having with her Secret Santa partner. Very early. Right after class, she made right for the cafeteria and filled her belly with food. Or, well, as much as you can fill an infinite void. To clean up her mess, she ate the plates and utensils, which were all plastic. Then, while she waited for her partner to come, she let herself rest her eyes on the table, keeping a protecting arm around her present.

Anh Sang wanted art related stuff, so she had bought a bag of those Copic markers artists seemed to rave about. From her research online, they were apparently really good markers... and really expensive to buy in bulk. So Centi just picked out a couple of human skin and hair tones, then some primary colors. If the blending with the markers were as good as people said it was, this should be a perfect gift.

Oh, her partner was finally here. Sooner than Centi expected, or that may have been because sleeping jumbled up her perception of time. Nevertheless, she pushed her upper body up and greeted her partner with a large, toothy smile.

"Hello... I am! Are you... Anh Sang? I hope I got... something... that will make your day."

Centi's mouth widened further into an awfully unnatural smile upon seeing her gift. A small model? This was more than Centi expected. She needed to handle this with great care. "This is... wonderful. You are a... great artist! Speaking of... art."

Centi was giddy with excitement as she gently sat her model down onto the table and handed her bag over to Anh Sang. "Mine is not... much... but I hope that you can use it... to make many... good things."

These were one of the times where Centi suddenly had a burst of energy. Enough to feel like she could stay awake during one entire class. She had even noticed her speaking sped up during these times. It was a weird feeling, but one that she overlooked most of the time.

"I only got what I thought were basics colors... but I had a lot of money leftover. I'm very happy you... enjoy it." It was easy to save money when you ate trash and could sleep anywhere you wanted. All she needed to use her money on was a good stock of cleaning supplies.

"Yes! I would love... a hug..." She opened her arms, careful to keep her claws out of the way. "If you don't mind, may I see some of your art with the copics after this? I think you'll make... something very beautiful."

"Oh... yes... phone. Ummm... Telling you my number would be... easier. My claws make holding some things... difficult. Do you have paper and... a pen?"

Centi's smile faded just a bit upon hearing Anh Sang's self-deprecating words. "And it's not good... to compare yourself to others... I think what really matters... is making sure your works show your passion... That's how I know something is good."