Old feelings

Alana's smile grew even bigger as she watched Vincent work wonders. He was passionate about his work. Alana couldn't help but stare at him in anticipation. His knowledge of graphic work amazed Alana. His moves were flawless as he punched the keys of his laptop.

“All we need is a perfect logo…a little touch here and there, and we are good to go,” he kept saying as he worked. Explaining his work in the process.

“I know it's horrible…let's just say, this is my idea” Vincent said, raising his head to look at Alana, but was startled when he found her staring at him. “Umm, everything okay?” Vincent asked hesitantly. Alana, who was too immense in Vincent's artwork, shook her head but then nodded.

“Well, yes… I mean, it's cool… I love it,” She said, clearing her throat awkwardly and walking around the table.

“Oh okay…anyway I'm sure with this…you'll be unstoppable,” Vincent added with a smile.

“I thought you gave up on your dreams,” Alana said as she sat down. Vincent remained standing, but