"Hey love, what do you think-" you turned around, looking up at Seth, his eyes locked on the canvas in front of you, stunned to silence.
"What do you think?" He shook his head, treading carefully around all your paint pots, crouching down beside you.
"It's...well different." Truth was you'd had a little moment of madness, throwing down splats of paint to create a summary of what quite is going on with you. "I have one question."
"What is it?" He smiled, placing his hand over your messy one.
"What goes on in your mind? Like what gave you the idea to just chuck a load of paint on a canvas." You giggled resting your head on his shoulder.
"Honestly, I have no idea. It seemed like such a good idea at the time, now I'm not really sure why I did it." You grabbed your tissue, dabbing a little at the corner of the canvas where the paint began to run.
"I mean it's not one of your best works, but it sure looks like the most enjoyable." You nodded, picking it up, blowing across it to make some of the more heavy blotches of paint dry.
"It was the best," you told him, rising to your feet to hang it.
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