Anton’s PoV
I couldn't remember the last time I'd taken a picture with someone, let alone looking like this, but I couldn't deny that I did have fun.
For whatever reason.
"Why do you want this picture?" I asked, stepping next to her.
"Because it's art." she said simply, "And it was fun."
I chuckled, wrapping my arm around her waist and taking the phone from her to take the picture since my arms were longer.
After I'd taken it I handed the phone back to her and looked over at the canvas, which somehow had managed to stay fairly clean during our...paint battle.
She tossed her phone onto the table and looked over at the canvas too.
"Seems a shame to leave it blank."
"I figured you'd say that."
She looked over at the clock that hung over the door.
Eleven thirty.
"Grab one." she sa
