[ Jesse shifts, glancing back at Galen with a little grin. And because he knows it invites trouble and he's feeling particularly like a brat today: ] Yeah, what's the worst thing that could happen?
[ And he'll push the box open. Inside, there are cans, and... holy shit, is that spray paint? Paintbrushes? hOLY SHIT ]
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[ And he'll push the box open. Inside, there are cans, and... holy shit, is that spray paint? Paintbrushes? hOLY SHIT ]