Even though he barely knew this girl, her opinion on the structure of the building made him feel a great deal of pride, looking up at the building again before letting out a short laugh at her next question. “Well, I think it’d be something of a problem, if I didn’t…” He finally turned to her, knowing that what he was saying wouldn’t make much sense without divulging a bit more information about himself.
“I helped design it.”
He was a rather modest man, and didn’t like boasting about his accomplishments, but he was thrilled with the turnout of the theater, after spending so much hard time and work in Sweden, owling his designs over to London and finally being able to actually see the building he had spent hours, days, weeks sketching in its finished state was…well, he didn’t know what it was, but it definitely gave him a feeling of accomplishment.
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