I'm sorry if this seems short! I felt like what I had was enough to the get the idea across and anymore than this would feel too forced. Enjoy!
An unsuccessful painter-
I thin thread of light was leaking through the dusty drawn blinds, shinning onto the desk. On it was a neat stack of papers, the top covered in ink sketches of circles upon circles. A pen was chapped and to the slide. Above the desk was a shelf covered with books on plants, a wooden box with a single green paint stain across it, and an outdated gameboy advanced. A chair was pulled up to the desk a clean button up shirt draped across it. Sewn to the breast pocket was a name tag embroidered “Ray”.
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