Cristo's office was a MESS! Paint was everywhere and the man to blame was standing in the room continuing to work on this catastrophe. Paul was painting the walls of Cristo's luxurious little office for punishment for selling faulty items. Apparently some teacher's pet rock talked back out of turn and he had to repaint the headmaster's office as payment for the rock's crimes. Paul didn't like the job in the least and it was evident in his face. From his little white painting overalls to the "mahogany" wall paint, he hated every bit of it. Paul had painted one wall to its atrocious completion by painting around the bookshelf and pictures on the walls so he didn't have to move them.Paul had to have his hair pulled back so it didn't get stained brown like his face and overalls. His glasses were a little dirty as well but those would be easier to clean than his hair. With a bucket in one hand and a brush in the other he moved over to the third wall with a sluggish demeanor. The headmaster didn't know about the work and probably shouldn't as he would become furious, or at least it would be assumed he would be. Paul could just imagine the Giant bear rushing in to ruin his "Oh so fun" time painting time. The brush slipped from Paul's hand but he quickly picked it up and continued his job. The only precaution Paul had taken outside his own safety was to cover the floor with clear plastic that crinkled under Paul's feet and protected the carpet.
"Well that's two walls down and two to go" said Paul as he dipped the brush into the white bucket now messy from over use. Paul continued to paint the walls recklessly until someone stopped him. The paint job was horrid even without his lack of precautions. He painted in circles leaving the wall looking the exact opposite of pretty. It looked like a kindergarten painting in the making. The paint job wasn't even good enough to qualify for a completed doodle. There were spots where the old paint showed through. And not only that but he seemed to have...
"Wasn't there a window in here?" asked Paul noticing a lack of light. He had painted over the window and did a very good job at it for some reason, unlike the rest of the room. He shrugged off the question and continued to paint messily. Soon he would be done and could return to his sales.