"After all the effort you put into that cake, it's rather unfortunate that it ended up on the floor... and now we're both covered in icing and cream," Rafayel remarked, playfully scooping up a dollop of leftover whipped cream and smearing it on your nose, his laughter filling the room.

"You really are a bit of a klutz, aren't you? How on earth do you manage to slip on a paintbrush? My studio may not be spotless, but it wasn't that messy…until now," he teased.

Rather than being upset, Rafayel found the situation amusing. If only his brushes hadn't been scattered about, this mishap could have been avoided.