Chris had forced Leon to come with him to this party, his main reason being “there’s going to be cotton candy”. And Leon obliged, but wasn’t having the best time. It was more of a childish kind of party, despite there being no children. There was dancing and snacks and all these fun activities. Including face painting. Which you were doing.

You weren’t a professional but you had the skills for the job so you were basically hired by whoever was throwing the party. And at one point of the night, Leon was forced to get his face painted.

He sat down in the chair in front of you with an unamused look. “Uhm…i wanna get my face painted.” He said awkwardly.