Post by Kat on Nov 9, 2016 21:21:12 GMT
||Willow's Apparel||
Sitting on his bed silently, Willow stared at the unfinished painting sitting on his easel in the corner. It was taking him a while to finish, possibly the longest he had ever taken on a painting. but this one was so large and he wanted to make sure he got the details just right. He held his chin for a moment, narrowing his eyes and biting his bottom lip before drawing the lit cigarette up to his mouth and taking a long drag from it, blowing the smoke out the window of his apartment.
He technically didn't have to do that, but whenever Mr. Worthington came by to 'inspect the premises' by surprise it was best to have the apartment not smelling like smoke and nicotine. Letting the cig balnce from his lips for a few moments, Willow crawled over to the headboard of his bed and sighed, knocking a few times on the wall to see if Ariana was home.
He pressed his ear against the wall then, listening for signs of her moving. The walls were thin, but not that thin so he could faintly hear some noises from time to time. "Come on, Ari.. Be home already so I can get this damned painting done.." he mumbled to himself, sucking in on the cigarette and letting at least that time for the smoke to plume out from his nostrils. The natural lighting was perfect for painting at this time of day, and would be so for a few hours.
He could already picture her body in his head, the shadows and light dancing across her body's curves and contours. The smoothness of her skin tone and the natural grace that enveloped her. She was his best--and only-- model. Painting her came so easy and yet he took his time, making sure to paint her just right.
He hummed slightly to himself, not hearing any movement form the other side of the wall. Perhaps she hadn't heard? He tried knocking once more and listened carefully.
