"And what if I do come out here and fall on my face?"
Ele challenged, putting her hands on her hips but only managing to look slightly less pathetic than she had a moment ago,
"I quit at my job, move here, and no one hires me? I can't sell any of my art? What happens then? I come crawling to you begging for help, or run back to the city with my tail tucked between my legs? Just because there is a 'chance'?"
Ele challenged, putting her hands on her hips but only managing to look slightly less pathetic than she had a moment ago,
"I quit at my job, move here, and no one hires me? I can't sell any of my art? What happens then? I come crawling to you begging for help, or run back to the city with my tail tucked between my legs? Just because there is a 'chance'?"