Vincenzo was humming merrily as he worked, the mask over his nose and mouth muting the noise. A soft woosh was heard every so often, the quick clinking of metal on metal, the tapping of shoes against tiled floor. The white expanse in front of him filled slowly, blotches of color turning to details, colors standing out vibrantly against the black that slowly seeped through the cracks.When he was done he smiled and put a clear finish over his work, turning the lights off and locking the door behind him.He grinned as he beckoned Anna close, kissing her happily again and again before covering her eyes."Hello, beautiful. Don't look.""Vinny, what are you doing?""Shhh. You'll see."Anna pouted, but walked nonetheless, trusting him to not let her run into things and giggling as he carried her up the stairs. When they came to the door he put her hand on the handle, letting her turn it as he turned on the lights - then removed his hands, and watched her wide-eyed look of surprise."...Oh my god, Vinny...""Do you like it? I was up all night dude you have no idea--"He yelped as Anna tackled him to the ground and kissed him, and laughed, holding her close. The spray-painted canvas seemed to glisten behind them, the wild tiger in its depths nearly smiling as it watched.
