Supernatural (o/o, closed.)

"Hell yeah. Work it girl!" She blew the other a kiss, joking of course, and pretended to have a camera. "Pose! Oh yeah, you go!"

She snorted, cycling through a few poses before she was overcome by laughter.

Arwen doubled over in laughter. Wiping her eyes she said, "Damn, we suck. I can't get anything done with you around."

She winked, managing to calm her laughter. "If there's one thing I'm good at, it's distracting people."

(Funny, I'm having wicked deja vu. I have this conversation almost daily)
"You do seem to have that effect on people," Arwen teased, and poured some paint into the bucket.

"I feel like that just might be an insult, but whatever." She said, tying up the shirt with the hair tie on her wrist.

"It wasn't. Sorry." She started to bring the paint towards the room. "You coming?"

She looked up, grinning, and wrapped an arm around Arwen's shoulders. "Let's go paint!"

Getting inside the door, she moved everything away from the walls. Once that was done, she balled a shirt up, stuck it in the paint, and pressed it to the wall.

"So that's…literally it?" She made a face, copying what Arwen had done.

"Ta-da! Not really enthralling, but it looks nice when you finish."

"Huh. Well then, to painting!"

"Yup!" She dipped her shirt in the paint over and over, until the wall was done. "Damn… Okay, three more to go."

((sksksksk NAME CHANGE
"I call that wall!" She pointed at one of the walls and made her way over, humming as she painted.

(The other one didn't suit me)
"Okay. I'll take that one," Hazel pointed at the wall next to hers.

"Gotcha!" The humming eventually turned to soft singing, an old rock song.

(OOF. I used the wrong name. Srry)
"What song is that?" Arwen asked. "It's pretty."

"I Don't Want To Miss A Thing." She said, smiling softly. "It's an Aerosmith song."

"Oh," She pulled her phone out and put it on. "I know this!"

"I could stay awake just to hear you breathing, watch you smile while you are sleeping, while you're far away and dreaming." Diana sang along quietly.

"I wish I knew the words," Arwen replied to her singing breathily. "You're voice is amazing, if you don't mind me saying."

"U-uh, thanks…." A blush crept up her neck, visible now that her hair was up.

"Sorry. Was that too weird?" Arwen worried that she was crossing too many lines.

Diana shook her head. "I'm just…weird about compliments. Don't know how to take 'em."

"Oh. I'll try to keep that in mind," She smiled and continued to paint.

(I have to sleep, so g'nite)

((G'night!
She nodded, singing along loudly to the chorus, gesturing for Arwen to at least try and join her.

Arwen hummed to it, knowing the tune. She dipped her shirt in the paint, and patted the wall. "How long did you dance? This is really off topic, but earlier…"

"Years. Started when I was like ten, and did it 'til a couple of years after high school."

"Holy shit. No wonder that was so good! I was a gymnast for a while," Arwen moved farther down the wall.