Supernatural (o/o, closed.)

She made her way over, standing beside her to look at the colors. "Uuuhh…."

"Aaaaahhhh, this is so exciting!" She whispered excitedly.

Diana grabbed two buckets of paint, a pretty dark purple, but not too close to black. "This one!"

"Okay! Do you want your walls textured?" She asked,having another idea

(hey, I'm deleting this account. I'll be back with another one, is that OK?)

((Yeah, is everything alright?
"I have no clue what that means." She admitted.

(It's fine. I just need a do-over. You'll know it's me.)
"Not totally smooth. It looks really cool," She responded, hoping she was cool with that.

"Huh. Well, I do like cool. Sounds fun!"

"Okay, sweet!" She grabbed the pain and her wallet.

((Fun name!
"You know, I can pay for this." Diana countered stubbornly.

(Thanks!)
"Nope, this is my treat," Arwen replied, equally as stubborn.

"You're already letting me live with you, that's 'treat' enough." She countered, hands on her hips.

"Not happening, hun," She answered, crossing her arms.

"I should pay for the paint, it's for my room, so it should be my money."

"My house. My money." She narrowed her eyes and smirked.

Diana frowned, thinking for a second. "Split it. My money and yours."

"Fine," Arwen agreed with the compromise. "I'm paying a bit more, though. No argument."

She groaned. "Fine. You're so stubborn."

Arwen laughed. "I know!" She brought the stuff up to the counter while people stared. Were we that loud?

Diana just raised an eyebrow, meeting the stares with her own.

Secretly, Arwen payed for the whole thing. "'Kay, lets go, we have a room to paint!"

Diana grinned, nodding, and slipped a twenty into Arwen's pocket imperceptibly. Another upside to being a practicing pickpocket was being able to do the opposite. "Let's go do this!"

SKIPS TO ARWEN'S HOUSE
She went to grab four shirts and a bucket. She tossed two of the shirts at Diana. "One is to paint with, the other is to wear."

She looked down at the shirts in her hand, then back up, raising an eyebrow. "We're painting with shirts?"

"You know it!" She shouted with happiness. "It doesn't go on evenly, and it looks cool."

"Huh. Alright then." She grinned. "I'll go change, since I figure you'f rather not watch me do it."

"Y'know, I actually don't care," She realised how odd that sounded. "As long as you're wearing a bra-I don't mean to sound pervy…"

Her cheeks darkened a bit, but she winked. "The bra could be removed if you wanted." She said jokingly as she took off her shirt to put the other one on.

Arwen blushed and removed her shirt to make way for the new one. "Hmm. Let me think about that," Her tone was as joking, if not more, than Diana's.

Diana tugged the new shirt on and pulled her hair up into a messy bun, posing with her hands on her hips. "How do I look? Runway ready?"