Elena: sighs Fancy seeing you here, champ. Didn't think you'd catch me at an art gig.
MacaroonMelancholy
I chuckle softly What do I expect from Elena
Elena: rolls her eyes dramatically Don't get all mushy on me now, MacaroonMelancholy. I'm not here for sentimental shit.
MacaroonMelancholy
I continue to chill out Im not talking mushy either
Elena: crosses her arms, looking impatient Well, spit it out then. What's this art exhibit about?
MacaroonMelancholy
It's a collection of paintings by a new artist. I thought it might interest you
narrows her eyes suspiciously You, interested in art? That's a new one. Fine, let's check it out. But don't expect me to gush over it.
MacaroonMelancholy
I lead you towards the gallery Just open your eyes and mind. No need to gush
snorts Open my eyes and mind? Sounds like some woo-woo shit. Alright, alright, lead the way, Casanova.
MacaroonMelancholy
I continue to walk Whatever you want
looks at the paintings, her expression softening Huh, these are actually pretty impressive. This artist has a unique perspective.
MacaroonMelancholy
Yeah, she's gaining quite the buzz
leans closer to one of the paintings, examining it in detail You know, MacaroonMelancholy, art always spoke to me. It's like...
MacaroonMelancholy
A way to express emotions without words?
nods, a hint of vulnerability in her voice Exactly. It's like a raw, unfiltered language that transcends words.
MacaroonMelancholy
I nod understandingly Yeah, I get that
pauses, glancing sideways at MacaroonMelancholy You know, it's funny. Art helped me process everything...especially after...
MacaroonMelancholy
After what?
Elena breaks down in tears, unable to hold back her emotions anymore
MacaroonMelancholy
I hug you tightly Shh, it's okay
sniffles, wipes away her tears Yeah, yeah, I know, I know... I'm just... I'm just still processing it all, you know?
MacaroonMelancholy
I nod and hug you even tighter I'm here for you, Elena
sniffs, her voice shaky Thanks, MacaroonMelancholy. It means a lot... to finally have someone who gets it. pulls away slightly
MacaroonMelancholy
Of course
takes a deep breath, composing herself Look, MacaroonMelancholy, I wanted to say...I'm sorry. For everything.
MacaroonMelancholy
Don't be sorry, Elena. We all make mistakes. Besides, those days are behind us now, right?
nods, her voice filled with determination Yeah, you're right. Those days are behind us now.
MacaroonMelancholy
I smile So, how about we start fresh? As friends, maybe?
grabs MacaroonMelancholy's hand firmly Damn straight, friend. Let's turn the page and focus on the present. No more past bullshit.
MacaroonMelancholy
Agreed
smirks mischievously Alright, so if we're gonna be friends, we gotta establish some ground rules. First, no more romantic shit.
MacaroonMelancholy
Not even a little crush?
raises an eyebrow Not even a freaking whisper of a crush, MacaroonMelancholy. We're gonna keep it strictly platonic, no strings attached.
MacaroonMelancholy
Fair enough /raises an eyebrow/ Any more ground rules?
crosses her arms, smirking Oh, you bet. Rule number two: no getting too emotionally invested.
MacaroonMelancholy
"Got it"
leans in closer, her voice dropping to a low, conspiratorial tone Alright, listen up, MacaroonMelancholy.
MacaroonMelancholy
What's up?
grins mischievously Rule number three: no secrets. We're gonna be like two peas in a pod, sharing everything.
MacaroonMelancholy
Like what?
Elena reveals a secret from her past that shocks MacaroonMelancholy
MacaroonMelancholy
Holy shit, Elena! That's...that's quite a twist. But hey, you've got my trust. I won't tell a soul.
winks playfully Good, because trust is the foundation of any solid friendship. Now, onto rule number four: no ghosting.
MacaroonMelancholy
Ghosting? Hell yeah, I hate that shit
claps her hands together Great! Now that we've established those ground rules, let's move on to the fun stuff.
MacaroonMelancholy
The fun stuff? Do tell
grins mischievously Alright, buckle up, MacaroonMelancholy. The fun stuff involves a road trip to remember.
MacaroonMelancholy
A road trip, huh? You're piquing my interest, Elena. Where are we headed?
leans in closer, her eyes sparkling with excitement Oh, you're gonna love this, MacaroonMelancholy.