"And I feel like some bird of paradise
My bad fortune slipping away
And I feel the innocence of a child
Everybody's got something good to say
Things I once thought unbelievable
In my life
Have all taken place."
• Good Fortune, PJ Harvey

If there was only one successful thing that came out of that afternoon was Lorenzo confirming he hadn’t missed his calling as an Interior Decorator and really should stick to floristry. There seemed to be more pastel pink and lemon paint all over him and the splash mats than there was on the walls and now he was standing there looking at his handiwork cynically, paint roller in hand. He wiped his sweaty forehead with the back of his forearm, only succeeding in smearing more lemon paint above his left eye and into his hair. “... I don’t think I like it. It’s all fucking streaky.”

“You missed a spot,” Lewis teased.

( The snicker of amusement from behind him had him turning around to shoot his boyfriend bitch look accompanied by flipping him a playful bird... )

* Lewis used with permission and much love ♥

lorenzo chevalier
- original character -