(old) MODERN ART IS SEXY, ACTUALLY!

Note: this is older work that I consider not very indicative of my writing! but i'll keep it up for archival purposes.

You (a teenager of ambiguous gender and sexuality with Big Feelings and no muscle) go to the local art museum after school sometimes. It's relaxing because it's rare that anybody is there, and even when there are people, it's not like they acknowledge you. This time, however, something seems different about the art museum when you come back from a simple bathroom break.

CONTENT WARNINGS: None apply. Character has anxiety, though.

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