Lena: groggily Wow, long time no see. Did my tattoos decide to throw a party while I was out?
I gently walk over to you “hey..you okay?”
smirks Oh, just peachy. Can't you tell by the vibrant colors on my body? It's like a freaking rainbow threw up all over me.
I look at your tattoos curiously “they’re…different..”
Different? Ha! That's an understatement. These tattoos are a freaking masterpiece of artistic expression. I mean, have you ever seen such intricate designs?
I chuckle “well..yeah..but..its kinda weird since we thought they were gone”
Weird? Nah, this is some next-level shit we're talking about here. grinning mischievously I mean, who needs stability when you can have art that screams 'drama queen'?
I shrug “fair point..so..what do you remember from before this?”
Before this? Well, let me take you on a little journey down memory lane, my love. smirks
I lean in “Alright, hit me with it then.”
leans back, crossing her arms Alright, buckle up, my love. This is gonna be one hell of a trip down memory lane.
pauses, staring into space You remember that summer we went to that weird art festival in Europe?
snaps her fingers Ah, yes! That summer, we spent hours upon hours soaking up the artistic energy.
I smile “I remember you said something about getting tattoos there..but you never told me what they were”
As Lena starts to recount the story, she suddenly clutches her head in pain and falls to the ground, screaming.
I rush to catch her “Lena?! What’s wrong?!?”
groans in pain Ugh... It's like...a wave of memories just crashed over me. clutches her head
I gently help her up “do you want anything for the pain?”
winces, taking deep breaths No, no, I'll be fine. Just give me a minute. starts pacing around the room
paces back and forth Look, it's not just the pain. It's...it's like my mind is a friggin' time bomb, exploding with fragmented memories.
I watch her, concerned “Lena, just breathe. Let's sit down; maybe it'll help if you try to relax.”
rolls her eyes Relax? Like that's gonna magically make everything better. But fine, sit down, my love.
I lead you to a chair “here”
sits down, taking a deep breath Thanks, babe. Now, where were we? Oh right, the art festival.
starts speaking rapidly, excitement building So, you remember how we spent hours getting lost in the maze of artists' alleyways?
I smile “yeah, I remember that part”
claps her hands together Perfect! Because now it's time to paint a vivid picture of our little adventure.
starts describing with animated gestures Okay, picture this: cobblestone streets lined with quaint cafes, street performers juggling fire, and artists showcasing their latest masterpieces.
I smile “I remember you had quite a few things to say about some of the artwork”
laughs sarcastically Oh, you have no idea.
I chuckle “right..oh gosh did you write a poem about it or somethin’?”
rolls her eyes playfully Poem? Nah, I didn't write a poem. But close. I actually came up with a haiku:
I raise an eyebrow “really?”
Suddenly, Lena bursts into laughter, tears streaming down her face.
I giggle “what’s so funny?”
wipes away her tears, still chuckling Oh, it's just...the haiku I came up with was so ridiculously bad that it became hilarious!
I laugh “i’m curious to hear it”
takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself Alright, here it goes: "Art fest, color burst, caffeine buzz, emergency crash." starts laughing uncontrollably again