Creativity in disguise

The painter is trying to relax from his prison cell they call home because if
He doesn't he is going to have a ruff life more than he does already have. He lost his girlfriend in the female only creative jail, and his family has been executed for just hiding him. Now he stuck in a cell forever
"Why me why did I had to be creative"
?: "Don't blame yourself it's a gift"
Tp: " yes it is I'm a freak"
?: "Freaks are the best person you could know because of there gift
Tp: "right thank you David
D: "no problem"

David walks away as the painter thinks of his shot