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[withwhitewings]

*Outside of Boys' 7, there is a certain toppy jesus girl uncharacteristically dressed in a white string bikini, leaning against the door of the cabin and dabbing green paint from a tube onto her stomach in the shapes of flowers and swirls.

DO YOU INTERRUPT, Y/N?*

((Sara got Spades, and I'm a horrible person. :Db MINGLING IS ENCOURAGED.))

Comments

[tsunthuselah]

...What are you doing?

[withwhitewings]

I'm painting. Don't you think my skin makes a good canvas?

[tsunthuselah]

*pfffff*

I think canvas would make a better canvas.

[withwhitewings]

This is made for skin.

[tsunthuselah]

*does not get it*

[withwhitewings]

It can be eaten.

[tsunthuselah]

*processing*

*processing*

*proce--okay, wait, that might have been a click*

--shouldn't you be doing that somewhere private?

[withwhitewings]

I couldn't help myself, the fresh air feels so nice tonight.

[tsunthuselah]

So open a window.

[withwhitewings]

I did, but there wasn't enough coming in.

[tsunthuselah]

...

[thedandymancan]

It looks like she's painting.

[tsunthuselah]

I noticed that much.

[thedandymancan]

Whoops.

[tsunthuselah]

That doesn't explain why.

[thedandymancan]

If you wanted to know 'why' then you should have asked 'why'.