"I cannot believe how much you can paint in a single day." Mason smiled, shaking his head at the seven wet canvases.
"Yeah, I don't know. It just feels like time slows down when I paint, you know?" Kim said, turning her head to watch Mason wander away.
"I think I understand." He called back. "You're a time traveler and can use your powers through the strokes of a paintbrush!" Mason joked, returning to her art room with two glasses of wine.
"I knew you'd understand." Kim winked, taking a sip. They stood watching the paint dry. Sipping their drinks occasionally. A thought popped into Kim's mind making her chock on her drink.
"What the hell is up with you?"
"My dad and steps are coming over in an hour!" Kim coughed, placing her glass
