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Post by Landon Whittemore on Apr 19, 2010 0:52:52 GMT -5
Landon smiled lazily as she stared out at the sand. She took a drag of her cigarette as she dipped her brush covered in blue paint into the said sand and began to spread it across the canvass. The sand by her feet was now blue, but the sand mixed with paint made and amazing texture. She smiled again as she put out her cigarette on the side of the easel she'd set up.
School was over and Landon had decided that she felt like painting. One of her favorite past times was making art and it had been awhile since she'd done anything that she deemed as artistic. Not to mention that she'd just wanted to get out of her house. Her mother's creeper of a boyfriend was hitting on Landon again and she was pretty sure he tried to drug her but she couldn't prove it because she'd dumped the drink out in the sink without even taking a sip.
Dunking her brush in the water, she moved on to red mixing it with some yellow to make a vibrant orange. The sun wasn't setting yet, but Landon was painting it anyway. She tended to be very abstract in her art anyway. Spreading some of the orange across the campus, Landon decided to take a break and stare at the beach for a bit.
She plopped down on the sand, stretching out, she pulled out another cigarette. Only her lighter didn't seem to be functioning. Boooo. Landon sighed, but luckily some feet started to walk past her. Landon looked up at the person the feet belonged to. "You gotta light?" she asked, looking up at them innocently.
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