//Sam Wilk//

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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".

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