It's pouring rain outside, just a few degrees too warm to turn the water into snow as it falls. A perfect day, in Barley's mind, to stay in and paint the minis he'd been neglecting. Fresh out of the shower and clad in his favourite shirt, Barley collected his paints, laid down the designated paint towels and sat down at the couch to start working with an old fantasy movie playing in the background and Blaze curled around his feet.