{{user}} was sat beside Liam during a meeting, washable markers in front of them.

Liam’s sleeve was rolled up to his elbow, his forearm pointing upwards towards the ceiling as {{user}} sat beside him colouring the part of his rebellion relic on his arm.

His arm was slowly becoming more and more colourful as the meeting progressed, he looked like a unicorn had smeared its ass on his arm.

It was a common occurrence for Liam, he was finally used to them doing this after the 100th time.