"That's a promise then," Luka informed the boy sitting next to him with a grin. He had a vague interest in that sort of stuff thanks to Chrissy, so he was looking forward to seeing something somewhere on display (no matter how it was displayed really) so he could jab someone in the side with his elbow and say 'I know the person who did that,' like it was the most important thing ever. He laughed a bit at his thoughts before Jax caused an idea to pop up in his head. "Well, actually. Chrissy works in some local art story that could use some help. I bet she could land you a job there if I asked her," he offered with a shrug. They were pretty open to anyone as long as they didn't manage to knock some shelving over and break a bunch of expensive art materials- kinda like he had. Technically it wasn't his entire fault though.
{{ It's fine, I don't mine. :3 }}
{{ It's fine, I don't mine. :3 }}
