Trying to clean up the paint was pointless. It had dried as quick as we had put it there. "I'm so sorry." I really didn't know what I was apologizing for. It could have been for completely wrecking his living room, destroying what ever type of old furniture he had, or ruining his clothes and probably staining his skin and hair.
Gerard scoffed and laughed. "Why are you apologizing? I wouldn't have started it if I wasn't expecting to get covered in paint." Gerard paused and looked down at my clothes, then skeptically back up at me. "Do you care?