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[song_tra_bong]

Mary Anne faces down her nemesis with weapon in hand, dressed for battle.

Her armor is paint-splattered jeans and a t-shirt, hair tied back under a bandana.

The weapon of choice? A paint roller loaded with what the hardware store called Eggshell White.

The nemesis? The third of four walls in the entryway.

She squares her shoulders and starts on the attack, humming to herself.

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[ten_of_swords]

Ruin staggers into the entryway, paintbrush in hand, his brow sweaty. His jeans and chest, as well as hair, arms, and hands, are covered in a pale yellow linen shade called Downy.

He's panting.

"I did it!" he crows. "I defeated the bathroom!"