PixieStix

Whit I smile, watching him, and somehow feel nervous.

Whit I laugh at him, loving how he's smearing it even more. I get a dry towel and wipe it off his face slowly, sighing.

Whitney He helps me up and I chuckle, standing and trying to wipe myself off. Failing epicly, I shake my head, smiling at him.

Whit I shrug, still covered in paint head to toe, "Have no idea."

Whit I laugh and try to get up, slipping and falling straight on my a*s, "Hah...same here."

Whit He pulls me down into a yay of paint and I scream, laughing at the same time as I try to get out of his grip.

Whit I laugh and do the same to him, shaking my head.

Whit I chuckle and dip a hand in the paint as well, setting that one over his lips with a smile.

Whit He splatters paint in my direction and I freeze, looking over at him playfully before wiping it off my arm. I smile and keep biting my lip, smiling before ...

Whit I bite my bottom lip and smile back at him, staying silent.

Whit I shake my head, handing him a paintbrush and paint, "Nah. Whatever's fine."

Whit I put on a baggy white tee shirt and a hat that keeps my hair up, with short-shorts and converse. I start at around thirty minutes before he comes, ...

Whit I nod, "Kay. See you..." I flash a smile before walking off, sighing.

Whit I study him, nodding awkwardly before biting my lip and sighing, "You...I better be going. I have stuff to get to. Painting my house," I say, smiling shyly, "You ...

Whit I smile at him and put the groceries in the bag, nodding, "Thank you."