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[daozhangs]

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[daozhangs]

In my defense, ( xingchen fires back at once with a grin he can no longer deny, brows lifting just slightly, ) It's not my fault they're vibrant. I take whatever it is they've offered at discount. They could've been perfectly normal colors, for all I had known, or - ( he stops short, because a thought seems to have occurred to him. then comes a laugh, and: ) It could've been white. I could've written your letter in white paint and I'd never have known. ( and only here after the fact does it strike him that such a thing was possible.

but then he's dragging himself back to the topic at hand, realization fading some but his mood still bright. ) If you'd truly like me to paint you a picture, so be it, but once it's over you're entirely responsible for whatever abomination I've wrought. Are you sure you're prepared for such a thing?

[fishfairy]

[ Xingchen isn't the only one laughing at the shop sparing his friend from writing a letter in white and Runyu is still grinning when his friend returns to the topic of the painting

Head on his hand, his next words ring out in an even more flippant jest, something he's rarely ever let himself do - even with Xufeng. ]

Only you, my friend, would manage to create such a terrible thing out of a simple painting, but since I've put you up to it, I suppose I'll have to deal with the consequences.