
It was the Legislative Dinner at the Elks Lodge. A lot of small businesses were using this as the chance to help push for revitalization on Main Street. Jane and I decided we should go to represent our store, Little Beauty's Boutique, while Malala and Zenobia manned the fort. We agreed to dress in our finest, but deep down I hated wearing formal clothing. A lot of it made me uncomfortable to wear, even back when I had a part time analytics job in college. Later, while I was getting ready, Michael came home from his shift at the police department and was exhausted when he saw me trying on that dress.
“Are you going to the Legislative Dinner?”
“Yes, but wearing clothes like this sucks.”
“It may suck, but you must do it for those you love. Like your friends and me.
I calmly got myself ready with a bag with my iPad ready in case I needed to draw something as a coping mechanism. These gatherings drive me up the wall. I kissed Michael as he rested on the couch.
“Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine,” I told him as I was heading out the door to meet Jane. But, I can tell this was going to be that kind of night.
At the dinner, I was trying to calmly enjoy the dinner. But anytime I tried to socialize, I felt I had nothing to say. So I tried to draw, but I felt stuck because of the space the iPad had to be. So I felt isolated on an island while Jane was socializing, trying to help push support to fix up Main Street. I didn’t know what to do except look up stuff on my phone. And then, as I was looking up articles hoping to find some inspiration for art, I heard a familiar voice behind me.
“Babe? Are you enjoying this?”
I turn to see Michael, all nice and dressed up in nicer clothes and that warm smile of his.
“What are you doing here, Mike?”
“I got a message from Jane saying you’re struggling and needed me to be with you.”
His presence was welcoming to me. After being alone for so many years, I finally have a person who was there to take care of me. At one moment, it was time for a dance. Michael turned to me and asked “shall we dance?” I was never invited to a dance before, even in high school since I thought of myself as an outsider. I never went to my senior prom because I thought no one wanted me. And yet, That one football player I saw once at a HS game was now dancing with me, the lonely nerd who hid in the library everyday.
I had to ask him if he danced with anyone in high school. He admitted that he did go to a dance with a cheerleader, but that relationship was hollow; his status as a top player got him all the girls he could have wanted. But, he really wanted me. From the moment he saw me at that game and seeing me again at that Christmas party, he knew that I was the one out of all the women he dated.
“They all had the same problem.”
“What’s that?”
“They were never like you.”
And in that moment, I felt a warming feeling inside me. So I rested my head on his chest as we continued with the dance. And I enjoy every second of it, because I had Michael and he had me. It was all we ever wanted: each other.
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After that recent pic, I felt like something nice and positive was needed. So this cute moment along with the story was created.
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Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
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Gender Multiple characters
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