I looked over at the paint cans, sitting there all by themselves. Lonely perhaps. Everyone else was asleep and there was only dim lighting from outside projected by the moon and stars above.
I edged towards the paint cans on my tiptoes trying desperately not to make a sound. Quietly I picked up the paint brush, delicately dipping it in the eggshell colored paint and lurked towards A-drain. Her face was buried in her pillow as she muttered about Dune. Obvouisly she liked him, considering what she was whispering to the soggy pillow. Apperantly she also drooled in her sleep.
The paint brush was starting to drip droplets of paint on her. I quickly lathered it into her hair. I had painted exactly half of her head white when she sighed said a curse word in Spanish and continued in her dream.
Quietly I put the paint brush back and opened a black can. Repeating the process so she looked identicle to disney's Cruella De Vil. Satisfied, I crept back into bed and waited till morning for her reaction.
There was alot of screaming.
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ewwww!! adriane, use olive oil! i helped my sister paint her room once and we got in a paint fight, so my mom lathered it with olive oil and it came right out with a comb just keep it wet when you brush it.
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