We've spent 3 hours sketching and painting when I felt hungry. “Key can we take a break?” I asked. “why?” he said and was still painting over the sketches. “I am hungry” I said and walked towards the windows. These windows seriously need a clean, there were dust everywhere even on the window making it hard for me to see through it. It’s like the room itself is abandoned, well maybe it happens when you have a mansion with 23 rooms and only 4 people living in it. “aren’t you hungry too?” I asked and turned to look at him. “let me finish this part first” he replied, still painting. I walked towards the table and picked up my paintbrush. “what are you doing?” Key asked when he saw me standing next to him with my paintbrush in my hands. “I’ll help a bit more, so we can finish this faster” I said. “yah I don’t need your help, go eat since your hungry” he said louder. “just let me paint” I said in annoyance. “I got this, this just needs a few more paint” Key said and grabbed my wrist on my right hand, where I was holding the paintbrush ready to paint. “I said I will help, let go!” I said in anger. I was seriously getting pissed off with Key. I was hungry, thirsty and this room need a huge clean up! I can’t just go have lunch while leaving him here, since he IS our guest and it would be rude. I was pulling my hand away from his and let me tell you, I didn’t do this on purpose but somehow when I was pulling my hand away from his hand. The paintbrush I was holding somehow brushed his t-shirts sleeve and you know what happens next. “Hara! What the hell did you do!?” Key shouted in anger and quickly let go of my wrist. “it was a accident!” I exclaimed and looked at his sleeve covered in red paint. Hmm..this has happened before… Oh! It was at the cleanup duty. He got dust on his blazer, but this time he got paint! I started to giggle and laugh at the thought of it. “you think this is funny!?” Key yelled in anger, trying to get rid of the paint on his sleeve. I came back to my senses from my thought and stopped laughing. “sorry…hey this has happened before, remember your blazer covered in dust?” I said and started laughing wishing he would too. He just looked at me in his angry eyes. “Key, don’t worry, it’s just paint” I said trying to calm him down. He suddenly reached for his paintbrush and brought it close to my face. “Key, what are you doing?” I said and moved my head backwards. “ahh! st-stop!” I cried when I felt something cold touch my cheeks. “Don’t worry, it’s just paint” he said, repeating what I said to him earlier. “Key!!!” I yelled in frustration. He didn’t have to paint ON my face, if he wanted revenge paint it on my clothes! “Key you immature kid” I said and started to wipe the paint on my cheeks off. “the paint suits you” he sai