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[h1][color=#7763ba]Megan[/color][/h1][/center]

Megan had sat down on the floor and started to paint when she heard the quiet [color=2CAA50]“...thank you.”[/color] coming from the other girl. She looked up briefly to say [color=#7763ba]"it's fine"[/color] and get back to the painting. The singing was acceptable, until others started joining in, and she frowned more. [i]Whatever, if it gets this shit over with.[/i]

She looked up again after a short while to see some smoking, others chatting away and only a few actually doing anything. Her frown grew more but it wasn't her problem. At least it wasn't until one had decided to make his way over to them. She stood up and eyes narrowed stepped in as he spoke with the other girl.

[color=#7763ba]"No. I don't care if the other idiots fancy turning a 6 month painting punishment into worse by slacking but if you're comin' over where I am you're bringing a paintbrush and can, sitting your ass down and painting while you're doing so because I ain't interested in getting dragged into that shit. They won't reduce your time but they sure can [i]increase it[/i] and that includes for me and for Kassandra if we get dragged into your slacking."[/color]

She pointed back to where the pile was.

[color=#7763ba]"Paintbrush. Can. Now. Then you can chat."[/color]