[Closed to Riley]

[phoenixfalling]

Kim had spent the last few days painting his room. It didn't need paint but he had needed the practice if he was going to help Riley. Not just because he didn't want Riley to think he was completely incompetent but also because he didn't want part of the museum to look like crap because he sucked at painting.

He had pulled out an old, long-sleeve button up shirt to hide his tattoos and minimize the amount of damage he might do to any of the clothes he wore. If there was anything he learned the last few days it was that painting was really messy. He was pretty sure he still might have some blue paint in his hair somewhere.

He was at the pie shop-turned museum a bit early and spent five minutes just walking back and fourth, trying to calm himself. He should be able to handle something like this. Riley was super nice and friendly and he had enjoyed talking to her. But he got all flustered when he thought about it, wishing for the millionth time that he had been able to be more social in high school so he knew how to be himself around a girl like that. It was easy to fake it but that wasn't the same.

Taking a deep breath he knocked on the door. There was nothing to be nervous about, he was just helping out a new friend. No big deal.

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[jiyunnies]

She already had the supplies for painting ready. She hates it, but Riley's painted plenty of times in her life, mostly her sister's room growing up so at least she knows what's needed and how to not make a complete mess. Still, she's made sure to wear something she doesn't mind getting messy.

Riley shakes out an old king-sized sheet and places it on the floor where she'll paint with Kim. She positions the paintbrushes, cans, tape, and trays along the wall when she hears a tap on the door and glances over her shoulder. He's just on time, which...Riley honestly isn't used to. She's always early or on time, but she's used to other people constantly running late. So she scrambles to her feet and rushes to the door, quickly unlocking it to let the man in.

"Hey!" she smiles. "You have great timing."