Splash! A loud sound of splashing liquid resounded in the room where Rowan was working. It was even preceded by a man's grunt. The gallery attendant passing by thought something was even knocked off from a high place. However, the heavy paint can didn't seem to hit the marble flooring. Neither did it sound that Rowan was hurt.
She walked to the door and knocked before opening it. Her actions were so slow to give Rowan some time to notice her. "Mr. Riding Hood, is everything all right? Was that you?"
"Sorry, did I scare you?" Rowan laughed after feeling guilty. Someone grew worried because of the sounds he made. He didn't even want anyone to know what he did.
"Not really…" The attendant glanced at the huge painting that the maestro was working on. There was a black background with douses of dark blue and red paint as if they were done by splashing. Was that what he was doing? The floor under the big easel was even flooded by a sludge of mixed thick paint.
