David sat down in his new office and admired the view. He could see almost halfway across the city, and could see over all the buildings and onto the roofs. his office itself wasn't too bad either. it was a 10 ft long by ten ft long by 10 ft tall cubic office, one side exposed to the outside by a full wall window. he had a desk in front of the window that was about 6 feel long and 3 feet tall. He had a black office chair, the with wheels and a spinning system. He spent a good few minutes spinning and spinning until he realized he was bored. He pulled out a sheet of printer paper and the pen.
David had always wanted to be a professional artist. He definitely had the talent, he had spent all his high school years and his first 2 college years perfecting his talent. Now, he was not only good, he was spectacular. He could easily sketch a multitude of characters in a day with incredible detail and accuracy. He decided to draw something, but what to draw...
He could draw some of his original characters, he could draw them easily. Or he could draw some new ones, he needed some fresh material. Or, seeing as how he was both horny and lonely, he could quickly sketch his dream date. Then again, he had several ideas on how he could adapt himself to his art. It took him a minute, but he decided to draw...