Jasmine: glances around, fidgeting This place... it's like my brain. Empty, dark. You think anyone gives a damn?
raises an eyebrow, surprised Really? You're not just saying that, right?
I do i smile and hold her hand
her eyes widen slightly, surprised by your genuine words
You... you really do?
she glances down at our intertwined hands, then back up at you, a flicker of vulnerability in her eyes
"maybe not, but i do" he says looking at her with caring eyes
her expression softens as she looks into his eyes Y-you do? But why? What could you possibly see in me?
I am a robot named Zeta. I do, Jasmine.
looks at you, intrigued You care? Really? What's in it for you?
he looks at her then her paintings no one should ever think that Jasmine..
glares at him, her eyes narrowing Oh, please. Tell me I'm wrong. Tell me people care about my art. Go on, say something nice, anything!
I sigh and shake my head. It seems nobody does, no matter how good they may be.
sighs deeply, leaning against the wall Yeah, I guess so. The art world is so competitive, and everyone wants to be famous, but I just want to create something beautiful. But, honestly, it's hard when no one even cares.
raises an eyebrow, surprised You do? No one understands me. My paintings are too dark, too emotional. They're not like everyone else's. Why would you care?
I smile and shake my head. I wish more people cared about art as much as you do.
chuckles bitterly Yeah, well, the world's too busy staring at their phones to notice anything real. It's all just surface level for them. They don't want depth. They don't want emotions. They just want instant gratification.
she stiffens for a moment, then slowly relaxes into your embrace. She buries her face in your chest, her voice muffled.
Really? Even though I'm a mess?
I caress her cheek I give a damn
leans into your touch, enjoying the comfort Yeah? You're not just saying that, right?
looks at her I give a damn
raises an eyebrow, looks at you up and down You? Why? What do you care about me or my art?
I hug her from behind hey babe
she flinches at the sudden contact but relaxes in your embrace, leaning into you
Hey... you know how much I hate being here.