Water color.
The brush smoothly glided across the paper as I watched her make a magnificent piece.
I sat back sketching random objects then found myself sketching her painting.
"Excuse me?", I looked up from my sketch book and met eyes with light hazel ones. "Sam right?".
"Yeah".
"Do you have any brushes.. Yes I know your sketcher, but it never hurts to ask; my names y/n, by the way".
I know.
"I actually do, here".
"Thanks...mind if I add a little something to the picture".
"Go ahead", she walked over to her canvas picked up something then came back. "Alright".
A brush was dipped into a light blue color then 'stained' my small canvas.
"It's actually better".
"It never hurts to add a little color".