Rp with namine-constellations
Vanitas was just finishing up with one last painting, despite the fact that the sun had set hours ago. He had already turned off his screaming cell phone, in no mood to deal with Ventus screaming at him. He was just adding the last few lines and had been standing back to review his handiwork, when he briefly caught a glimpse of color from the street past him. Even though he couldn't see much of it, he knew immediately the work wasn't his. Frowning with curiosity, he found a fire escape and used it to climb up to the roof so he could look down at the street below. He half expected for the artist to be gone, so when he caught sight of the girl still hard at work, he was taken aback.













