Chapter ~2~ [Video]

[imhisaunt]

 Good morning, everyone!

[Delmar waves with a timid excitement at the screen, blushing in his shyness but it's taken him an hour to work up the courage to make this announcement and so he's got to go through with it now or never! And in his anxiousness he hasn't even realized that there are a few drops of yellow and pink paint on his cheek] 

I was wondering if, um, if perhaps anyone wasn't busy if they'd like to come help me paint the walls of my apartment? I thought they were too dreary so I wanted to brighten them.

[He fumbles a bit with the phone to get a view of where he's painted one part of a wall with a cheerful and child-like representation of New York with a bright sun and clouds above it. He then returns the screen to himself]

Anyone is more than welcome, I have paint and I also have treats if anyone might be hungry. 

[Delmar then looks uncertain, unsure what else to say]

T-that is all. Thank you!

Comments

[ghostlocked]

What! Shut up, man, this is awesome.

[He means it. Sure, maybe it's lacking in skill, but Harlan appreciates Delmar's effort. That's what counts here.]

Where's your beach?

[imhisaunt]

[Delmar's cheeks go a shade of pink despite the fact that he's confused about being simultaneously told to shut and asked a question.

Harlan can be such a character sometimes]

I haven't put it in yet [He nods, shuffling a bit to the other side where theres a lot of blank space] I thought maybe over here

Did you want to get started? The brushes are just there [He points] Or perhaps you are hungry?