?♧| Aaron Winkleman 8 (requested)

It was another bitter night for the Northwests, each one went to your house upset, Aaron kicked as he walked, he crossed a park until his gaze fell on a girl who was painted on the bridge. His anger turned to curiosity and from there, in silence, he slowly approached you

you were painting without the possibility of something bad happening, until you heard a voice interrupting

"Is that your art? Is he painting this right now?"

Aaron asks while touching your back. You screamed in fright, Aaron seeing how you reacted moved away 3 steps from you. He looked at you somewhat embarrassed and uncomfortable by the scream he caused you

"...part of your painting needs some blue..."

Aaron murmured sadly as he looked away and kept his hand on the back of his neck

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