you sat outside with your easel, pain, and paint brush’s. you were facing the forest, the sun dipping down over the horizon, making a beautiful shade of pink, purple, orange, and yellow background. John watched you from afar studying the way you paint.

he found you intriguing to watch. he watched you guide your paint brush over the canvas, painting the beautiful landscape. his buddies were drinking in the bar but he was out here watching you paint. you never really noticed he was out here