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He nodded his head softly, genuine smile remaining. "Yes, I agree. If I didn't love every second of my job... it's just not worth it, to me. I don't want to live dragging my feet through life. And this is my chance to never have to do that again. I wouldn't trade it for the world." He had thought those exact words many times before, but... it felt quite good to actually say it out loud. Almost reassuring, in a sense. That what he was doing what right for him.

The way she spoke made him curious, however. What she knew now? Did she mean what she knew about the city? As far as he knew, it did not feel so dissimilar to his home, back in Vancouver. In fact, it felt quite similar. Perhaps it was simply an odd choice of words, in his own mind.

"You say even knowing what you do now," he began, tilting his head in question. "Is there something you don't like about it here? That didn't sound like a positive thing, at least to me. But, regardless, I'm glad you've discovered yourself here. I think I have, too. I mean, I knew what I wanted to be ever since I was little, but... this has really shown me how I am going to be that person, you know?"

Hearing his response she smiled and nodded to him as he spoke. It was so true. For her the change was bigger for a lot of reasons and not just the obvious. Not just the ones she couldn’t talk about. ”Well I gave up my job, I gave up everything I knew to come here. To do a study in the beginning of the city. My old boss sent me here to see if there were similarities of my home town or not.” That wasn’t everything, but it was everything she could talk about.

She was sworn to secrecy, and there were thing she wouldn’t talk about to anyone. She couldn’t nor did she want to. Jesse knew some but she didn’t think she had told him everything. She couldn’t really remember. A lot had happened in the two short years she had been here. It seemed like a life time but really it had been two years. She needed to keep that in perspective.

”What do you love to write about the most?” She asked him curiously. It was something she had been wondering since she discovered he was a writer. Figured now was as good as time as any to ask about that. The shyness seemed to slowly fade from her the longer they sat there. Her smile ever present. She liked being out, she was enjoying the night. She needed more of this.

There seemed to be an ever-present spark in his eyes, when he spoke of his writing. Surely Felicity would have noticed, by now. It seemed it truly was something he loved. He took a moment or two to ponder how to reply. There were so many things he loved to write. Perhaps he could briefly address a few, rather than give only one.

"Writing on the whole is one of my favorite things to do," He started to explain. "At work, when I'm not on grunt duty, so to speak, the articles I write are usually in the persuasive form. You know... reviews, opinions, that sort of thing. It varies based on what I've been told to write about, but that's where my area of expertise is in. I like persuading people, swaying opinions, if I honestly think something is worth persuading others to, whether that means believing in it, knowing the value of something, anything like that."

"Personally, though? I think my favorite style of writing is just.. good old, classic freeform fiction. Stories, mainly, but even a poem every now and then can be relaxing. One day, if I don't wind up too entangled in journalism, I hope to be an author. Ideally, I'd love to do both." He chuckles quietly, adding, "The odds of that are pretty low, though. I won't get my hopes up. No sense in disappointing myself when I don't need to."

Felicity heard his words, she could see how much he loved writing. She could feel it as well, the passion and love that he had for it. She couldn’t really explain how she was able to feel others emotions she just knew that she did. It was a new found talent one that she loved. Her smile grew warmer as she sat there listening to him. It was such great happiness that he had for his writing, and she hoped one day that she would be able to go back to doing what she loved like that. She missed having that feeling, and now she knew all too well what it was that she was missing.

”Well if you enjoy persuading people like that, I am surprised you didn’t pick up psychology on the way.” She chuckled and shrugged. ”That is what I did, before I quit my job. I miss it more than anything else in the world. I really should try to get back into it. I just haven’t had the time lately. Or the will to do it I suppose.” Again there were things she couldn’t say, things that she wanted to but couldn’t she knew that. Smiling she shook it off. When she heard him talk about what he loved to write she had to smile again, she would focus on that.

”That sounds amazing, I am happy for you. I do hope that you succeed in all of you endeavors. I am sure at this rate that you are going though, if you put your mind to writing a book, you will.” She gave him a warm smile now. ”Don’t give up on dreaming or having goals, just because it may take longer to achieve them does not mean they are not worth it. Simply they are bigger and more exceptional and will be worth all the work and effort.” Again she smiled now, she enjoyed this.

Anton sighed softly at her wistful thinking about her own job. It was a shame to hear about time constraints and the like, keeping so many from doing the things they loved. But, life went on, whether or not they like it, Not wanting to go down such a negative thought path, however, the man tried to keep the conversation flowing.

"If you are out of that job, now, what's been keeping you so busy? Family struggles? Personal affairs?" He paused a moment, before quickly adding, not wanting to embarrass or discomfort her, "If you'd rather not answer, I totally understand. Don't worry about it."

Felicity smiles to him and shrugs. ”I have a job, just not what I love doing. Mainly because I don’t know where to begin with it here. Plus for a while I kept leaving and coming back, with my current job they are pretty flexible with me so that is nice.” It was the most honest answer that she could give to him. Sure there were other reasons but that wasn’t anything she could talk about. She would have liked to but she couldn’t it was that simple.

Regardless she shrugged and offered a warm smile to him. ”It is ok though. I can’t complain about too much.” She smiles it was honest, but she needed to change topics. A topic change would be good right now. ”So what do you do when you have free time, besides walk in parks at night?” She asked him, her voice kind and friendly never giving away her thoughts. She was careful in that regard, now she understood how some talked about this being difficult. Regardless with time she would get better, and it would not be as difficult. That would simply take time on her part, and practice. Tonight was as good as any for that.

Looking away from him briefly she looked up to the sky, looking at the stars. Smiling to herself she loved it. It was the next best thing to a sunset. Perhaps one day she would see it again, she told herself. Though that was a lie. Seeing as she would get badly wounded trying and she really couldn’t manage it. She smiled and looked back to him now. ”Sorry, I love the stars. The sky is so beautiful tonight I can’t help it.” Yes it sounded cheesy but she didn’t care. It was the truth.

He nodded, at her explanation of her current job situation. He knew some people like that back home. Caught between a rock and a hard place, in a manner of speaking. Unable to do what they loved because they were busy with other things, but unable to clear that time because they needed those other things, as well. It was a vicious cycle. One he was more than thankful he might never have to be a part of again, once he finished school. Even now, he barely did. After all, he was doing what he loved, was he not?

"My free time," he begun to explain, "is... a little dull right now, honestly. There's this coffee shop a few blocks from my street that I love to go to, but that's usually a morning outing for me, before work. I browse the web from time to time. Nothing fancy, usually just social media or news sites. I like staying up to date." He sighed, softly. "It's actually something I'm hoping to change. I want to... spice things up a bit, I guess. Sure, I love what I do, but outside of that, I feel like I'm just going through the motions of life. Does that make sense to you? I... don't really have many friends in this city, I barely talk to anyone unless it's about school or work. I was thinking tomorrow I might even head to a club or something, see if I could start changing that."

He watched as she gazed upon the stars, with an almost curious smile on his face. She looked so fascinated by them, enthralled, even. It was a pleasant sight, to be certain. Before he could say anything, however, she spoke up. He chuckled, and nodded his head. "No, I don't mind at all. They are nice to look at, you're right. I here if you leave the city, past where there are any street lights, or anything like that to block the sky, it's even better. I've never tried it, myself, but. I could see it working."