[Closer to the wall, she’ll find an assortment of paint—outdoor and even a few spray cans—resting on the concrete, used and ready to be used even more. Miles won’t stop her, of course; she’s more than welcome to go crazy, because even if he was working on that flower, he lays no real claim to it. It’s a community effort, after all.]
New friendship, huh?
[Well, that was easy. Miles laughs lightly and moves closer to the mural, crouching down to grab another color that isn’t purple.]
You dad owns a restaurant? It’d turn some heads for sure.
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New friendship, huh?
[Well, that was easy. Miles laughs lightly and moves closer to the mural, crouching down to grab another color that isn’t purple.]
You dad owns a restaurant? It’d turn some heads for sure.
[A fresh mural, he means.]