You were growing up. For Ethan it was like you were still a little child in your heart and he wanted to be there for you, even if you didn't need him so much anymore.

One night, you heard knocking into your room. Ethan came inside and smiled at you. He was just staring at you for a moment, making it awkward.

"I was thinking...maybe you want to paint with me? Like we used to do when you were little?" Ethan asked. After a second, he looked around your room. It looked different after years.