Jace shook his head, cleaning up the last of the mess Sunni had made. He set the broom against the wall, and left the room. He shut the door behind him, and glanced down the hallway. He was still shirtless; but he was home alone, so he had nothing to worry about.

He walked down the hallway, and stopped in front of a large mahogany door with paint splatters on it. In a bright blue someone had painted the words "Art room" across the center of it. He opened the door, and stepped into his favourite room of the house.

The walls were painted a deep indigo colour, and the floor was black. Everything was either a shade of blue or black, which made everything look rather mysterious. He smiled and walked over to a large canvas in the right corner of the room.

He picked up a paintbrush, dipped it in light pink paint, and then started working. 

Sunni sniffed and she plopped backwards in the hot deep sand stretching her arms and legs out as far as they could go her calves in the icy indigo water. She closed her eyes and let go relaxing all of her muscles and blocking all thoughts of worry she had. No regrets everyday like your dying she thought to herself. For some reason that saying always washed away any doubts. Her teal hair fell all around her. Sunni’s pale pure face almost glowed as her light pink lips. She sighed and fell asleep to the rhythmic waves in the black night….

((couldnt think X.x))

((i cant really do anything without moo...i might start another romance rp if ya wanna join))

( Back. {Busy day} )

( And you can do something without Moo >__> Jace is in the house, and Sunni's like, all the way at the beach. -cough- Which is why I haven't posted yet because I have no clue what to do until Sunni gets back. )

((okay))

Sunni woke up cold and sweaty her hair clung to her face.She stood up and cracked her back then looked towards the house the light was still on so she decided to go in and talk to jace somehow she missed him.She walked towards it the sand now cold she was covered in sand and bug bits it was miserable sleeping on the beach and ther stining bloody foot didnt help.She walked in the house i the sudden blast of cold sterile air and her feet on the icy wood floor she called out but whipered not to wake his maybe there parents "jaaaceee"She called looking around in the darkness

Jace poked his head out of the Art room. His hair was flecked with spots of paint and his hands were a mess. He grinned brightly when he saw Sunni. "Hey," he called back, not walking into the hall in fear of getting paint on the floor. "Come in; I'm just finishing up."

Without waiting for a response, he pulled his head back in and returned to his painting. He drew a small black squiggle in the corner and smiled. (Gotta go)

Sunni smiled and stretched she walked towards the art room and looked around.She sighed her eyes stung and were blood shot.She pulled her hair back and looked to the squiggle "whatcha paintin'?"She asked

(post fail...sorreh ru....))

Jace grinned, and ran a hand over his painting. It was an intricate piece of art that resembled a sunset on the ocean. The sky was all shades of pink, the sun blazed where it sunk beneath the waves and the water was a light blue. "A sunset," he murmured, blinking. "The black squiggle in the corner is my signature."

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, leaving a black smudge across his cheek that he didn't noticed. "I'm all finished; just gotta wait for the last of the paint to dry." Jace turned back to Sunni, smirking, and then made his way over to the small sink in the corner of his room.

Jace smiled delicately. "Thank you," he mumbled as he washed the paint off of his hands. The water was cold, and it made the tips of his fingers feel numb. When he was finished, he turned the tap off and wiped his cold hands on a stained dishrag sitting on the counter. He yawned and stretch out.

"Do you paint?" He asked as he started towards a large dark blue cabinet and waved her over. He pulled a thin silver chain out of his back pocket which had a small silver key strung on it. Jace unlocked the cabinet and yanked the door open; it revealed numerous paintings, sketches and drawings. He added with a shy grin, "I have too much time on my hands."