Soleil
just because you're screaming for my attention
Does not mean I will waste my time
Unaware of the good cheer she leaves in her wake, Soleil dusts off her hands and puts away the cleaning supplies where they’ll be better found next time around. Tal’s cheer is a subtler thing than her own, but it makes Soleil grin all the same, rocking on her heels with her thumbs in her pockets as the last few tasks are doled out. Does not mean I will waste my time
Wincing slightly at the prospect of doors once Alys has chosen, Soleil eyes the walls and tries to determine which task she’s less likely to monumentally screw up. “Given my luck with doors I’ll leave those to you, but if the paint sucks I’ll redo it.” She wouldn’t mind coming back for detail work and repairs either if the amount of hours in the day were lost.
Taking up the paint can, she tries to be diligent with taping off and tarping where she can, Soleil ties up her hair and sets about laying down the first coat - humming already returning, little snippets of words appearing between her teeth as they come to her, encouraged by how close they are to the end.
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Soleil paints!
We're only dreaming, what's your problem baby?
I don't mean to break your heart
I don't mean to break your heart
