To say he's never been confronted with something like this can be considered something of an understatement: September usually isn't even seen. And when he is, it's only a fleeting glimpse.
Until he came here, that is. Now there's a strange sort of permanence. And with that permanence comes recognition.
Maybe he shouldn't have participated in that documentary.
What's done is done, however, and it has led to this moment that he'd never been confronted with, before: a fan.
September stares blankly at the picture that'd been handed to him. It's meticulously drawn in a style reminiscent of what one sees in Japan. That isn't the strange part, though. The strange part is that it depicts him entwined in love's embrace with an individual whom he'd never even thought of doing such a thing. Really, even the thought hadn't considered the possibility of maybe crossing his mind.
He looks up from the picture again, temporarily lost for words.
Prompt 3.5: The Fan
Until he came here, that is. Now there's a strange sort of permanence. And with that permanence comes recognition.
Maybe he shouldn't have participated in that documentary.
What's done is done, however, and it has led to this moment that he'd never been confronted with, before: a fan.
September stares blankly at the picture that'd been handed to him. It's meticulously drawn in a style reminiscent of what one sees in Japan. That isn't the strange part, though. The strange part is that it depicts him entwined in love's embrace with an individual whom he'd never even thought of doing such a thing. Really, even the thought hadn't considered the possibility of maybe crossing his mind.
He looks up from the picture again, temporarily lost for words.
"..."