paint

[drinkwithfwee]

There might be green (teal) paint in his hair (only a tuft!) and various (seventeen) colours on his hands, but he's looking exceptionally (justifiedly) proud of himself

Comments

[ferrefriend]

Combeferre was on his way back to his room and couldn't miss the strong smell of paint, so pokes his head in. "My nose tells me our fine artist has been hard at work."

[drinkwithfwee]

*grin* Hardly fine art *nods at the corner*. It was entirely too tempting, all of that empty space.

[ferrefriend]

*looks it over approvingly* And this, cher ami, is exactly why you are so cher, since you share your talent and are always creating something from nothing!

[drinkwithfwee]

*laughs a bit* It is a splash of colour, and not a lot else, but thank you. Who am I to turn down a compliment?

[joliaigle]

*grins* That corner needed some colour, I think. Well done! *and eeee, hat! -- He's just going to put it on, looking quite pleased* Merci beaucoup, Feuilly.

[drinkwithfwee]

*laughs* It suits you well, mon ami. Most dashing.

[joliaigle]

*grins and bows* Thank you!