A beautiful Friday evening, the birds were chirping and the sterling skies looked burnt orange white with the sun preparing to go to sleep for the day. It was the prefect inspiration Bash needed to draw.He took a whiff of the fresh air from his window and smiled before heading out.
He skipped through the halls, saying hi to all the by passing servants who felt entranced by his cute smile. How can a man be this adorable?
Getting to the glass door entry of the garden, Bash saw a silhouette that made his heart skip. He had not seen the person's face but he could roughly guess who it was.
Storm opened the door and was about to take a step forward when he noticed Bash then he halted. He gestures with his right hand for Bash to enter but the boy shook his head. Since he had a bag with paint brushes sticking out of it and a white board with its stand under his left armpit, Storm understood he wanted to paint.