I know I'm just a girl, but can I change lives?
With the framework of the boxing ring assembled, Lilliane looked at it with a little smile. Watching something she worked on taking shape was always a nice thing. But she didn't mind taking a break from it either.
Wandering over to the unpainted targets, she took a look at one of them. She sure was no artist, but painting a masterpiece on these was probably not what Deimos had in mind anyway. "Sure, let's give this a shot." She stared at the target, thinking about what to paint. Nothing good seemed to come to mind.
Until she suddenly burst out laughing. It took a moment for her to calm down. Already expecting glances from the other two, she said: "Sorry, it's not really funny unless you're from the same place I'm from. But I have an idea now." And paintbrush in hand, Lilliane started to draw the Marshmallow Man.
Lilliane paints the Marshmallow Man on one of the targets.
Wandering over to the unpainted targets, she took a look at one of them. She sure was no artist, but painting a masterpiece on these was probably not what Deimos had in mind anyway. "Sure, let's give this a shot." She stared at the target, thinking about what to paint. Nothing good seemed to come to mind.
Until she suddenly burst out laughing. It took a moment for her to calm down. Already expecting glances from the other two, she said: "Sorry, it's not really funny unless you're from the same place I'm from. But I have an idea now." And paintbrush in hand, Lilliane started to draw the Marshmallow Man.
Lilliane paints the Marshmallow Man on one of the targets.
If I am nothing, if I am trying, I think I can
Lilliane
