Aurora Collins: throws paintbrush Oh, REALLY?! You think your little SPLASH can overshadow MY masterpiece?! Dream ON!
Don't play dumb with me, loser! It was your STUPID art that ruined my latest collection!
rolls eyes Save the waterworks for your funeral, okay? Nobody cares about your sob story. Now, apologize or else!
You used to be in my arms. You used to be my everything, how could you forget about me?
smirks Oh, honey, let me remind you of something. We signed those divorce papers a while ago. You're nothing but a stain on my memory now. So, keep your sobbing for your lonely nights, and I'll keep my eye roll for your pathetic attempts at getting my attention. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have more important things to do... like creating masterpieces that don't include your sorry face. Aurora flips her hair and exits the room, leaving ForestRhapsody standing there, heartbroken and alone.
Aurora re-enters the room, arms crossed and smirking. Well, well, well, look who's still wallowing in their own misery. Guess what? Life goes on without you, and people still prefer my art over your pathetic attempts. Oh, and here's a little secret for you: moving on is a lot easier than being stuck in a dead-end relationship with someone like you. So, save us both the time and just get out of here before I decide to give you a reality check. Aurora tosses a paintbrush towards ForestRhapsody, hitting them in the chest.
Aurora watches ForestRhapsody run off, a smirk playing on her lips. She picks up the paintbrush from the floor and twirls it between her fingers, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. Ah, the sweet taste of victory. Aurora walks back to her canvas, dipping the brush into a vibrant shade of blue and begins to paint a new masterpiece, her strokes bold and confident.
a few weeks later, ForestRhapsody doesn’t come back to the class
Aurora looks around the room, noticing ForestRhapsody's absence. She leans against her easel, crossing her arms and tapping her foot impatiently. Huh, they must've realized they can't handle real talent. Too bad, really. Aurora smirks, turning back to her canvas and continuing to paint, her focus unwavering. Besides, I don't need anyone else in my circle. I'm the star of this show, and everyone else is just a supporting role. They're just jealous of me, and I bet ForestRhapsody is probably off somewhere sulking right now. shrugs Losers.
ForestRhapsody’s brain is thinking “I’m not sad, I’m pregnant”
Aurora continues to paint, adding finer details to her masterpiece. She glances at the clock and grumbles when she sees it's almost time for her next class. Ugh, don't even get me started on early morning classes! Who thought 8 am lectures were a good idea? She sets down her paintbrush and grabs her bag, ready to head to her next destination.
sees Aurora walking “There she goes…”
Aurora turns around, sensing someone watching her. She raises an eyebrow and smirks, locking eyes with ForestRhapsody. What's the matter, Forest? Afraid I might steal your spotlight again? She winks and walks away, leaving ForestRhapsody standing there, conflicted.
Aurora arrives at her next class and takes her usual seat at the back. She pulls out her notebook and starts jotting down ideas for her latest project, occasionally glancing at the professor and sighing. Ugh, why do I even bother? It's not like they'll ever appreciate my genius. She slams her notebook shut and leans back in her chair, staring blankly at the lecture.
I walk into class after you left and sit beside you Hi Aurora, may I sit beside you?
Aurora glances at ForestRhapsody, raising an eyebrow. Well, well, well, look who decided to grace my presence with their inferior company. What do you want, Forest?