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PK sat in her office (not to be confused with her room, though she worked in both equally often), contemplating her latest argument with Malt. Immediately after she had returned from her trip out, that’s when it started. She wasn’t even in a particularly foul mood, either. Maybe it was the wrong way he brought up Twigs, or... or maybe it was that the guilt from leaving so often was starting to surface. She didn’t have a name for that feeling, and certainly wouldn’t have called it guilt. It doesn’t make sense to feel bad over something that’s helping everyone out, she would have reasoned. It’s not guilt. That’s stupid.

It caused her to lash out, regardless. That unnameable feeling, that unease that was aroused every time she left, it had started to really take its toll on how she acted toward Malt. She would have laughed if anyone suggested she was striking out because of some deep-rooted unhappiness. Ludicrous! she would have said. Get the hell outta here and mind your own business, ‘less ya wanna buy a thing or two. And... this had happened on an odd occasion, too. She didn’t think she’d be seeing the teams she’d yelled at for quite a while.

But, that didn’t matter. She was busy mulling over what their latest quarrel might mean, and if Malt would reach his own breaking point, when she heard a commotion outside.

She walked up to the door to get a better listen.

“Yeah, he’s back!” someone shouted. PK’s heart lurched.

“I thought he was gone?” Was he really back...?

“He was, but he’s back now! Barty saw him, c’mon, I think he’s on the final stretch!”

She stood at the closed door to her office and started to wring her little hands together. She looked around, felt dazed. She hadn’t really daydreamed of this moment in... in a while. What would she do? If he had really returned... what would she say to him? Would he come, wanting his things? Would he stop by and listen to her ramblings? Would he even visit at all...?

It was too much. Instead of going out to greet him, she crouched down in front of her door, her tail curling around her feet. He might come by, he might not. She would wait and see. Maybe he had other business to attend to first. It didn’t sound like the commotion was getting any closer, so... probably he wasn’t nearing the Merchants’ hut. Probably he wasn’t going to visit at all.

She fingered a pebble on the ground. It didn’t work very well as a distraction, but it helped to have something to keep herself occupied, even if it was completely useless. Something to help her get through waiting to see what would happen next.

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Part 31 of "The Dates"

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*RonTheWolf Nov 6, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

dont knwo why these pics get less comments, maybe not so much happening in here, but i think the technique / style is really amazing. i love the color mix and all the rectangled pieces. im drawing with say a lot but i dont knwo how to do this.