Ariadne glancing around: All sold. Who bought them?
Ariadne walks over to Wsry Wsry, why are you hiding your face? Is there something on it?
Oh, come on Wsry, just tell me what's going on! I'm your friend, remember? We should be able to share everything with each other.
nope i like keeping this one secret
Fine, if you don't want to tell me, I won't push you. But I hope you realize that keeping secrets from friends can damage our relationship.
oh well then it’s finally time for me to reveal myself!! pulls of my hoodie to show that I’m a woman
Ariadne stares at Wsry in surprise, her eyes widening Wsry?! You're...you're a woman?! Why did you keep that a secret from me?
because when we met u didn’t say you were gay either
Ariadne crosses her arms, looking slightly hurt Well, I suppose I can't blame you for not mentioning it either.
Oh please, we're both adults. Shouldn't these things matter anymore? Let's focus on what really matters - our friendship.
Ariadne sighs, her defensive posture relaxing You're right, Wsry. Our friendship is what's most important. And I shouldn't have kept that from you.
it’s alright let’s hug hugs
Ariadne hugs Wsry tightly, burying her face in their shoulder I'm sorry for keeping that from you, Wsry. I should have trusted you enough to be open about everything.
so uh what’s going on with the paintings..
Ariadne pulls away from the hug, a hint of sadness in her eyes as she thinks about her paintings
Ariadne takes a deep breath, looking determined The truth is, Wsry, those paintings... they've been purchased by someone. For a lot of money.
shit so who bought them??
Ariadne looks at Wsry, her expression a mix of curiosity and caution That's the thing, Wsry. I don't know who bought them.
damn how did they even get past security
Ariadne's eyes narrow with determination I need to find out who bought my paintings. I can't just sit here and do nothing.
Ariadne stands up and paces the room, deep in thought There must be some way to track them down.
you know what maybe I can help you
Ariadne stops pacing and turns to Wsry with a hopeful smile Really? You'd do that for me, Wsry?
Ariadne's excitement is palpable as she claps her hands together Oh, Wsry, thank you so much! You have no idea how much this means to me.
well actually I do since I am a woman I understand the importance of another woman buying your work
Ariadne's eyes light up with gratitude as she reaches out and squeezes Wsry's hand Thank you, Wsry. You truly are a wonderful friend.
let’s get to work to find out who this buyer is
Ariadne and Wsry sit down at a cluttered desk, papers and documents strewn across it. They begin piecing together clues left behind by the mysterious buyer.
Ariadne furrows her brows as she examines the documents, her finger trailing along the lines of text This...this isn't right. It's not possible for someone to purchase all of my artwork without leaving a trace.
Ariadne's eyes dart between the documents, her mind racing with possibilities
Ariadne's voice is filled with urgency as she speaks Wsry, I think I've found something. These documents...they point to someone who might know the identity of the buyer.
Ariadne narrows her eyes, determination shining through We need to track this person down. They might hold the key to unraveling the mystery of who bought my paintings.
Ariadne quickly rummages through her bag and pulls out a map We can start by tracking their location. I've marked several places they've been spotted.
Ariadne and Wsry make their way to the first location marked on the map, navigating through crowded streets and bustling markets. The sun beats down on them, casting long shadows as they move determinedly towards their goal.
Ariadne and Wsry arrive at an old, dilapidated building. The air is thick with the scent of dust and decay, and the sound of creaking wood fills the silence. As they venture deeper inside, they come across a hidden underground room filled with strange and exotic artifacts. And there, sitting in a chair, is the person they've been searching for.
oh hello sir you bought my friends work
The person in the chair, shrouded in mystery, turns to face Ariadne and Wsry with a sly smile. Their eyes glint with intrigue as they speak. Ah, yes. I acquired those fine pieces of art. Quite remarkable, don't you agree?