Bᴇғᴏʀᴇ ﹕ Jᴜsᴛ ᴀ Pᴀɪɴᴛᴇʀ ʙᴏʏ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛɪɴɢ ʜɪs ʟ ᴏ ᴠ ᴇ.

Aғᴛᴇʀ ﹕ Gʀᴀᴄᴇ ʀ ᴇ ᴀ ʟ ʟ ʏ ʟɪᴋᴇs sᴀʏɪɴɢ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀɪᴄᴀʟ ғᴀᴄᴛs

Grace said , "Paint Me ; not like one of your French girls though." Acario had chuckled because of the fact that Grace had referred to James Cameron 1997 'Titanic'. He thought about it once but then shook the idea off due to the fact it would make Grace very uncomfortable and in the end he would have a bruise around his shoulder. Grace had fixed her posture upon the wooden stool as her smile was much to a perplexed look on one's face. Acario had put down the brush and questioned what he saw , "What's the matter ? " Grace had turned to him to answer , "I don't want to smile." Acario had made a smirk on his face and spoke with such a low voice. "You were just quoting Titanic and now you want to act like The Mona Lisa." Grace had went back to confused facial expression and never did ask what Acario said because to her he would usually say something flirty just to tick her off ; Acario started with yellow to cover her body and added a royal blue to continue.

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