NIRELLE

Next up is a self-paint store; we are supposed to draw ourselves while probably sipping a glass of wine. I wondered how and where Lucien had found this place, but I was grateful for it. And of course, this place was as quiet and empty as the last place.

"Did you take the mask and glass just so I would not bring it up?" I ask him as he sits across from me. The attendant we met outside told us we could draw each other or anything else. I wanted to draw Lucien.

I was not good at drawing; ...