Chapter 80

Sofia’s POV

I was picking up another set of identical long brushes with thin smooth looking bristles, inspecting it for a few seconds before turning around and placing it in the cart with was almost filling out with all the things I had gotten, thanks to Micah who had been really helpful throughout the start of the whole thing.

“Do you need a new cart, ma’am?” Micah asked and I took a few moments to ponder on the question before shaking my head and shrugging a little.

“I’m not so sure. Do you think there’s still something else that I haven’t taken?” I asked him and he nodded his head immediately, walking forward fast and pointing towards the top of the high shelf. I craned my head around and sighted what he was pointing at.

It was a bunch of spray paints in different colors and sizes.

Would I even be needing that now? I seriously doubt at this point, I mean, I am supposed to have gotten a hand of the regular style of painting perfectly or almost perfectly before I can think of movi