Saving friendships (5)

"We are still going to destroy the canvas right?" Eleanor interrupted the moment. It felt like minutes had passed since the two friends made up while she and Alessandra were standing on the sidelines waiting for the right moment to speak up.

"Yes," Hazel let go of Linda and wiped the tears in her eyes with her fingers. "Linda has not tried to destroy one. I don't know about anyone else but I suddenly feel the need to paint but I don't know how to."

"I feel like tossing paint around," Eleanor said, feeling hyped up and wanting to take things to another level. 

"Throwing paint is something we cannot do inside the house. It is already bad enough that we are breaking canvas in here. If Alfred were to pass by and see what we are doing he might faint. I don't need him dying right after Edgar's birthday so we should stick to destroying canvas," said Alessandra, fearing the reaction of the retired butler.