{ ariel }:
@andietriton
“Eh, it was an honest try?” She huffed out and laughed, looking at Andie with a mischievous gleam in her eye. The wall behind her bead was supposed to be an even blue color– apparently no one had given that memo to the redhead nor her brushes. “I don’t get why dad didn’t let me redo all of our bedrooms back home.” Ariel brushed her paint-stained hair out of her face, cleaning her hands on the old shirt she’d decided to wear on the last minute. “I’ll accept constructive criticism in the form of compliments.”
“You know, when I said I’d help you paint your room as a way to distract myself from my shitty last relationship, I thought you’d be better at the whole painting thing.” She held the paintbrush at her side, studying the wall of uneven color layers. After a moment, she cracked a small smile and looked at Ariel. “Well, at least you’ve got the distraction part of it down.”












