Evans stared at the blank canvas in front of him unblinking, he has been in this same position for twenty minutes now. His eyebrows twitched in annoyance and his hands shook in impatience. He had the picture, the paint, the beautiful brush that Gin had given him on his birthday with the green sharp end, but his hands refused to move.

Come on! Don't betray me now.

Giving a heavy sigh, he threw his brush away with annoyance. It flew to the end of the room and rolled till it was stopped by a table. Evans looked at it in frustration and decided to let his brush suffer on the cold hard floor for few minutes.

"What's wrong glasses?" A voice with a mocking tone laced in it said just behind him. Evans turned around to be faced with Louis Fellingway, the new artist from Paris with the fake British accent and a big mouth. The number one person in Evans 'People I hate List' also number one in 'People who will one day adore me list'. "Blank Canvas, what failed you this time? Your brush? Or your brain?"

"Ha ha, that was so funny Lewis." He rolled his eyes.

"It's pronounced Louis, without the 's' sound." He spat through gritted teeth, hands held in a tight fist.

"I know, I was being disrespectful!" Shooting him a cheeky smile, Evans turned to go get his brush but was stopped by a rough hand that grabbed his elbows. He turned around with a raised eyebrow. "Can I help you?"

"Mind the way you talk to me Faggot, I can make your life miserable."

"Yeah right, the only thing making my life miserable at the moment is your bad breathe, like seriously, my nostrils are screaming right-" He didn't see it coming on time, the clenched fist of Louis, it hit him the the jaw, the impact twisted his head to the side.

"How do you like that-" Louis started but was stopped by Evans who grabbed his plate of paint, and poured it over Louis. Taking advantage of his blinded situation, Evans raised his feet and gave a hard kicks to Louis balls, Louis went down on his knees groaning in pain, but standing up immediately, he ran in speed and rammed into Evan, together they both tumbled to the floor and the exchange of blows started.

Their fighting caught the attention of other busy artist in the room, and two men in blue uniform ran to separate them. Each of them grabbed the other, pulling Evans away who was still throwing kicks in the air.

"Bastard! I will break your nose!" Louis shouted trying to free himself from the strong hands of the security man.

"And I will burst your balls!" Evans said angrily, throwing kicks at the air.

"What's going on here!" The loud voice of the manager boomed as he walked into the room. He was met with Evans who already had a small bruise on his face and two of his top buttons missing and Louis, with the paint on his face and scratch marks. "You have to be kidding me?!"

"He started it Gin-" Evans started

"Doesn't matter who started it, what matters is that the both of you are grown men and you just behaved like teenagers. Pack your things and go home, don't come back till you have cooled yourself off Evans."

"Wait me? What about him?!"

"I have something to discuss with Mr Fellingway, who as I am speaking should start heading to my office." He turned around and walked away, Louis freed himself from the security men and went after him.

When they left, the room was in cold silence as all eyes turned to look at Evans. Evans was really a sweet person, but Louis was one man who knew how to provoke him. He shoot a smile at his fellow artist and turned around to pack his things. Muttering curses on Louis's generation, he carried his bag and walked out of the room, his head hung low. He had arrived the exit door when he spotted Aurora, a fellow artist coming out of Gin's office, anger written over here face. Louis stepped out also, with a smile, he looked at Evans way, who shot him the finger and walked out.

Stupid Lewis!

Sometimes he wondered why Gin made him the representative for the statesmanship award coming up, though he was talented, but he didn't deserve it.

He walked towards his bike which he had parked at the spaces created for the employees of Gin's artist. Just beside his bike was Louis black shiny car. He eyed it for a moment, it just begged for his keys.

Well, he kinda deserves it

Looking around the park space, he spotted no one, he brought out his apartment keys from his chest pocket quickly, bringing it to the car, he couldn't resist

Dick!!

Quickly he ran away, jumping on his bike and riding away while laughing to himself.

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