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Rykah shrugged, "How do you not know how?"
Rykah shrugged, "How do you not know how?"
Glenn rubbed a hand over the back of his neck, laughing quietly. "I just… never really learned, I guess. There were always other things that needed doing and I didn't get around to it"
"Fair enough" said Rykah, adding seasoning.
"I've actually had more free time lately, so I was thinking about learning. I mean, I should at least figure out the basics, right?" Glenn asked. He'd been carefully considering it for a couple of days but hadn't been able to find any classes cheap enough to look into.
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Firiko hummed, "Probably a good idea" he said, pouring the taco ingredients into bowls and laying them out on the counter, "Whelp, food's ready.
Glenn stood and walked over to the counter, assembling his taco and quickly whispering grace before he sat down and began digging in. About halfway through devouring his meal, he remembered his manners and sheepishly slowed down. "This is delicious Rykah!"
Rykah smiled, already munching on his own food, "Glad you like it…"
"Mmhm!" Glenn hummed enthusiastically, quickly finishing his taco with a contented sigh. "May I go up for seconds?"
"Sure" said Rykah grinning as he watched the other.
"Thank you!" Glenn smiled and hopped to his feet, refilling his bowl with more enthusiasm than he probably should've been feeling. But who could blame him? He was in a nice house with a great guy eating excellent food and feeling a lot better than he had in a long time. "So… where'd you learn how to draw like that?" he asked, pointing towards the art covered walls.
"Years of practice and absolute boredom…" said Rykah.
Glenn laughed softly. "Makes sense, I guess. What inspired you to put it up on the walls?"
"Boredom, plus it used to look like vomit." said Rykah, "It hurt my eyes so I changed it."
Glenn nodded in empathy. "Yeah, my bedroom used to have these awful lime green walls and I could barely stand to be in there. I slept on the couch for a month until I realized I could repaint it."
Rykah laughed, "Yeah, I had these walls whitewashed, but that was too bland and then I got bored, so that happened.." he said, gesturing to the wall.
"I think yours are probably better than mine. Grey paint was a bad choice because now everything just feels kinda dreary, and your art makes the whole house feel really… alive, I guess." Glenn shrugged, not quite satisfied with his wording.
Rykah hummed, smiling at his words, "I could always do something on your walls…?" he said softly.
"Really!?" Glenn asked, eyes lighting up at the proposal. "I'd love that! I mean, obviously, you don't have to if it would be too much trouble, but… well, um, I'd really like that." He ran a hand through his hair, trying to tamp down his excitement so he wouldn't bother Rykah with his over-enthusiasm.
Rykah blushed shyly at his excitement, "The only problem would be the fact that I don't have enough paint for an entire wall…."
"I can buy the paint if you need," Glenn offered, continuing to mess with the hair on the back of his head as he spoke. "It's really the least I could do."
Rykah hummed thoughtfully, "But can you afford it? The paint can be pretty expensive…"
"Shit, you're right." Glenn sighed, trying to remember how much money he had for random expenses this month. Maybe… fifty dollars? Sixty? "Um… about how much would they be? Hypothetically?"
"Depends on where you get them, and which ones I need for the base coat…" said Rykah thoughtfully, "That one there took about $60 worth of paint…" he hummed.
Okay. That was a lot, but it was manageable. And he might be able to get a little more disposable income doing readings online and… actually this was looking kind of doable. "I might be able to swing that, actually. As long as it doesn't go over 60."
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