Don't get ahead of yourself, I'm sure it's waiting.
[she squints at him... and then starts putting paint on her little artist thing. she's using sky (regret), rust (fragility) and some accent strokes of carnelian (passion) which, y'know, should be a fun combination.]
What do you think of these? [showing him her palette.] More, less, different?
You are hard to paint, you're like two colors. [she'll just draw designs on his outfit that look like cranes or something in like... copper (confidence) and scarlet (courage) just for a real fuck you of a mix of colors. she doesn't know!]
no subject
[she squints at him... and then starts putting paint on her little artist thing. she's using sky (regret), rust (fragility) and some accent strokes of carnelian (passion) which, y'know, should be a fun combination.]
What do you think of these? [showing him her palette.] More, less, different?
no subject
but he just nods his head, because he has no other reason not to. ]
Maybe... slightly more? To make it stand out.
no subject
You are hard to paint, you're like two colors. [she'll just draw designs on his outfit that look like cranes or something in like... copper (confidence) and scarlet (courage) just for a real fuck you of a mix of colors. she doesn't know!]
no subject
[ he has an aesthetic to maintain ]
But you can have creative liberty.
no subject
[and she'll start painting, peeking at him every so often.]
no subject
no subject
she eventually manages to finish the picture of him - it's... it's bad. but it resembles a person! kind of!]
no subject
It looks just like me.
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no subject
But if we can, we should hang it somewhere in public.