Mollyflwer: fiddles with a piece of paper Look at us, stuck in an art gallery. We were always a messy painting, huh?
wanna clean up the colors
blushes deeply, nervously chuckling Yeah, well, life has a way of splashing us with unexpected colors, doesn't it?
you are worth more than that Molly
sniffs, her voice quivering You think so? Because sometimes I feel like I'm just a canvas filled with scribbles, you know?
kisses your forehead so how have you been
Ugh, don't mind me, I'm just Mollyflwer, aka the queen of unexciting office work and mediocre art – yeah, that's me, living my best life...
Want to grab coffee after this, or am I banned from your life forever?
lets out a heavy sigh Ban me from your life? That sounds about right.
takes a deep breath Listen, I know we can't change what happened, but I need to finally put some things behind us. Can we start fresh?
leans against the wall, arms crossed Messy or not, here we are. What's on your mind, Molly?
takes a deep breath I've been thinking a lot about us lately... and how things ended. It's like my heart is still trying to make sense of it all.
laughs nervously Well, because we're both such big fans of abstract art, aren't we? Life's just one big, messy canvas for us.
looks down, voice trembling Sorry doesn't fix anything, you know. It doesn't erase the pain or make it any less real.
we were a good mess though
laughs softly Yeah, a beautiful disaster. But hey, at least we had each other, right?
I just wanted to say that I'm sorry.
takes a deep breath, looking down at her hands Sorry doesn't fix everything, you know. But... thank you for saying it. pauses I've been thinking about our past a lot lately. It's like an old wound that just won't heal. Do you ever think about it? About us?
takes a deep breath and gathers courage You know, I've been thinking about our past a lot lately. About how we used to be... wild and free.
laughs nervously You know what they say about art, right? It's a reflection of life. And our life... well, it's been a hot mess. But hey, maybe we can find some beauty in the chaos.
laughs awkwardly Yeah, a beautiful disaster. But hey, at least we're here now, trying to make sense of it all.
no. but we could be something beautiful
takes a deep breath, mustering up courage Yeah, well... things change, don't they? People change, lives change, and sometimes... so does art.
I didn’t mean to hurt you
takes a deep breath and meets your gaze It's not about the pain, Southerlym. It's about the betrayal. pauses
takes a deep breath, fidgets nervously Look, I never got to thank you properly. For sticking by me through all those late nights, and early mornings...
Not really. We were more like a sculpture, constantly changing.
laughs softly A sculpture, huh? Well, we did have our fair share of ups and downs. But hey, at least we're not still stuck in the same old routine.
smiles nostalgically Remember when we tried to paint our room together? It ended up looking more like a kindergartener's project than a masterpiece.
sighs deeply Yeah, a real Monet on a rainy day. But hey, some of those splatters were beautiful.
bites her lip nervously I wish we could've stayed just another forgotten painting in the corner. But life had to come along and ruin the masterpiece.