⋮ art studio

*comes in and starts random drawing*

@Sungjong chukles/ it doesn't suit you

make a ganapati doll /
prepare Air drying clay, piece
of cloth,
simple clay working tools

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/treads in; looks around
missed this room.

Grabs a cup of paint ands accidentally on purpose spills it

ouo

*draw randoms thing*

NAEGA JE JALLAGA
NAEGA JE JALLAGA
NAEGA JE JALLAGA
NAEGA JE JALLAGA
NAEGA JE JALLAGA
NAEGA JE JALLAGA
NAEGA JE JALLAGA
NAEGA JE JALLAGA
NAEGA JE JALLAGA
NAEGA JE JALLAGA!
*silent right after I did that*
*walks away in embarassment*

/draws a mustache on my gorgeous face/

@Zico *nods*
Yeah, this is the art room..

alright I think I got this -gently paints a very violent image- is this right??

*Opens door, pokes head in* Uhh.. *Sees people* _____. *Groans and leaves*

@Zico *enters with you*

*walks in slowly* *makes sure no one else is in here* *sighs in relief, seeing no one in the room* *sets my bag down near a set next to an easel with a blank canvas* *goes and grabs a few paints* *has everything with me* *starts painting, very focused in trying to get the picture right*

@Vaness Wu hmm?? ohhh sorry im just not used to painting on canvas

@Hayoung That's not how you paint....

-walks in and starts stabbing the canvas with a paint brush trying to paint before making anhole in it and yells- ARREGHH!!

Chon-Ho turned the doorknob to the art room, opening and closing the door silently. He glanced over at the ticking clock that hung on the wall. Well, he had to admit that he /was/ a little excited to start painting his new model so arriving some hours earlier than their planned time was inevitable. Chon-Ho scanned the room until his eyes landed on short towers of black cardboard boxes. His father was always well-informed about things that involved his trouble-making, but most favored son. Although Chon-Ho hated the fact that there were people watching him, someplace somewhere, he didn't entirely dislike how convenient it was at times. Song Hyun-Woo must have been told about a new art room opening at his son's school and, knowing just how passionate his son feels about it, sent all these art supplies in sophisticated black boxes. Chon-Ho borrowed a flatform push cart, hauling the cubes onto it while looking over at the clock and the doorway from time to time.

@Leo Ken peeks his head in watching as Leo paints, deciding to walking in. He sits down in a far way corner to stay out of the way. He didn't want to disturb Leo, as this was the first time Ken had seen him this relaxed since the fight. Ken was content to just sit there and watch, it took his mind off of his own thoughts

Leo walked into the art room a little distressed. All of this drama going on lately was taking a toll on the usually calm, and collected boy. His heart ached in more ways then one. The dark haired boy quietly entered and walked to grab a pain easel.
It was one of the few releases he had that weren't 'violent'. He chuckled sadly to himself before picking up the easel, some paints, and a chair and dragging it to the nearest window. As he set it down, he noticed how bright it was outside. The gently rays of sunlight dancing on his nose, a quaint breeze tickling his eyelashes. It was a nice day.
Leo sighed while sitting down and getting himself comfortable. He hadn't painted in the longest time, but now was a time he needed his brush more the ever. To help him release emotions he otherwise cannot without harming another person. The boy wrapped his long thin fingers around a thin brush and dipped it in a random color, lifting it to the page, praying to create something worthwhile.

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/opens and peeks through the door ;

@Song Chon Ho ((get to it child!))

@Lee Hyori [[I seriously will do that, haha.]]

@Lee Hyori *no _____s given an starts painting

@Leo *smiles and takes a picture of you*
YESH!

@Lee Hyori Yay!
*smiles brightly out of character and hugs you again before running to grab an easel

@Leo *giggles and hugs back*
No problem Leo.

@Lee Hyori *actually smiles
T-Thank You Noona~
*hugs you tightly and spins you around happily