mood rings

yellow

Yellow- the person is feeling creative with their mind wondering and free

"Which one?" I mumbled to myself, walking down the expansive isle. All along the shelving were a range of spray paint, the colors ranging from black to metallic gold. It honestly made my heart race just thinking about picking just one or two.

I finally picked four colors; black, blue, white, and gold.

"What isle are tacks on?" I heard Kyle's familiar voice from a couple isles over. Besides him the craft store was dead, probably because of the late time.

"I'll help you." I grinned, seeing my sweater wearing friend.

"Hey Dan." He smiled, looking questioningly at the cans of paint in my arms.

"Do you want to come with me?" I asked him, grinning uncontrollably. The thought of him spray painting almost making me burst out laughing.

"Isn't it you know like against the law?" He asked, his voice low.

"Only if they catch you." I smiled, watching as his face turned into a smile.

"So you're in?" I asked, and he shook his head.
...
I took a step back from the brick wall. My half of the graffiti was finished and now I just watched Kyle.

He looked clueless and lost, the paint going in all directions. From what I could tell, he was tying to make some sort of moon figure.

"Do want me to help you?" I asked, watching as he nodded his head.

"Here." I took his hand and guided it gently. I did notice his small yellow ring on his thumb.
And like that we finished his moon, adding a face to the middle.

"Oh my gosh." He sighed, looking at my side of the wall. I had painted a skeleton holding up a piece sigh. It wasn't anything special.

"Dan that's so good!" He smiled, his smile big.
"Thanks! I happen to love yours too." I grinned, looking at his lopsided moon with a smiley face in the middle.

"Shit." I sighed, motioning for Kyle to run.
"The police. Come on let's go." I whisper shouted at him, taking off in the opposite direction of the shining lights.

And like that we ran away from our masterpiece.