Ace's POV
While we were busy painting the roses, I still couldn't stop thinking about wimothys outburst back there, and it wasn't long before cater and deuce noticed.
Cater- hey there, acey? What's wrong?
Deuce- you seem to be spacing out over there. Why is that?
Ace- well uh. . .
Cater- oh let me guess! You're thinking of wimothy huh?
Ace- what no!!! It's not tha-
Deuce- well then looks like you moved on quickly!
Are these two for real!?
Ace- GUY!! listen to me!
Cater and deuce quickly shut up.
Ace- I am thinking about wimothy,. . .
Cater- I knew i-
Ace- BUT!!! I'm worried about her
Deuce- huh? Why are you worried? She looked happy when we were talking with her, right?
Ace- I know but. . . I stayed behind to watch her start the drawing and I saw that her hands where shaking alot, like she was nervous.
Deuce- that sounds normal, like everyone's hands shake if they do something that requires alot of presision.
Ace- deuce!! Get it through your thick fucking skull!! That never happens with wimothy!!! Not to mention she completely blew up at me when I went to go talk to her.
Cater- maybe she didn't want to talk?
Deuce- I don't know. Maybe you're thinking to hard about this, ace.
Ace- you have to believe me! There's something wrong!
Cater- likely story, wimothy is a strong girl, they would of told us if something was wrong.
Ugh there's no way they'll believe me, now. I need to find more evidence.
Treys POV
As I walk out to the rose garden, I can see that wimothy is struggling with something.
Trey- uh, hey wimothy? You doing okay?
Wimothy- huh? Oh hey trey. . . I'm just having trouble getting the line art perfect.
Trey- well it looks good to me. Why push it farther?
Wimothy- I just want it to be good! Getting to make art for such a big occasion! That's like my dream!
I sit down next to wimothy, my hand resting on her shoulder as I let out a sigh.
Trey- wimothy. . . I like what you're doing with this, really I do. But you have to know when to stop, of you keep pushing it too far, you're gonna tire yourself out. Remember what I said to you that day.
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Flashy backy
Trey- wimothy?
Wimothy- this is all too much. We shouldn't resort to fighting the housewarden, that's just. . . This is too much!
Trey-. . .
Wimothy- all I wanna do is just find a way home. . .
Trey- just try to take it easy. . . I'm sorry.
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End flashy backy
Wimothy- I know. . . I just have to do this, trey!
I stand back up and take a breather.
Trey- just. . . Dont push yourself okay?
She's not gonna listen to me. . .
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Tbc
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heartslabul book 1: the futile perfectionist
Fanfictionafter the group was sorted into their dorms, the group is slowly getting used to the dorm life, but for wimothy, after she received a mysterious invite from heartslabul, her constant paranoia has extended her habits of following her path to fame, wi...
