”Uhh…yeah…sure” June replied faintly looking up from the easel which she was painting on. She’d been distracted focusing on trying to mix the perfect shade of blue for her image to match the a perfect Californian ocean which was perfect for surfing that she’d accidentally stopped listening for a second and lost track of the conversation. “Alright– I’m not going to lie. I totally spaced and have no idea what you were just talking about.” She admitted biting on her lower lip as she put the paintbrush down.
Marlon figured that she hadn’t listened to him , it was pretty normal for an artist or just creative people to be in their own head regularly. He was guilty of that more often than not. So he simply let out a small laugh and shrugged a little. “I was just wondering if you sold pieces and stuff?”














