im sure its not the joker

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I step out of the shower only to be greeted with a crowd of steam roaming around the room. Damn was I really in the shower for that long? I can barely see anything haha. I walk over to my room and grab my clothes for the day; a grey hoodie and an oversized plaid jacket over top, with some black leggings and of course my black converse.

Once I'm ready I grab my sketchbook and coloured pencils because while I was procrastinating in the shower I had decided to draw the very attractive man in my dream

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Once I'm ready I grab my sketchbook and coloured pencils because while I was procrastinating in the shower I had decided to draw the very attractive man in my dream. I submerged myself on the sofa with blankets and pillows,  even though I was wearing loads of layers I was still shivering.

I decided to draw his hair first, it was slicked back shamrock green hairstyle which made his deep emerald eyes pop. Next I decided to work on his face, I drew his chiselled jawline and his ruby red lips, it looked a bit like lipstick but something was telling me that it was not.

After around 30 minutes of drawing I had finally finished my portrait of the mystery man. Perfect timing, Eloise walked into the living room to find me examining my paper.
"What's that?" She asked curiosity consuming her as she stepped further.
"Oh nothing, I just drew the guy that I had a dream about last night" I replied now handing her the piece of paper. A mixed look of shock and worry crossed Eloises face.
"Y-you had a dream about the joker?!" She asked, her voice slightly raised.
"Who's that??" I added now intrigued.
"Oh he's only the most dangerous man in the world, a psycho at that. They call him the clown Prince of crime." She said a little sarcastically but I could sense the slight panic in her voice.

I stood there a little taken aback. no i'm sure it's not the joker. Eloise is probably just confused.. anyway even if it is the joker it's probably just a coincidence because I'm finally in Gotham.
"I don't know, can we look more into it later I want to see nick" I asked Eloise ushering her into her room to get ready. I hadn't seen Nick, my boyfriend, in ages due to long distance but I'm so glad he lives in Gotham so now I finally get too see him after 2 years.

~TIME SKIP TO WHEN THEY ARE IN THE CAR ON THERE WAY TO SEE NICK~

"Ooo can we stop for Starbucks pleaseee!!" I beg Eloise because it's 9 am and I feel as if I will fall asleep if I blink.
"Okay Issy only because it's your first full day here and I don't want you falling asleep" she winked at me, pulling into the Starbucks drive through.
"Yay I'll have a double chocolate chip frappe please" I say handing her my bank card.
"No no it's okay I'll pay for it, no problem" Eloise replied with a smile, she knew I have barely any money in my bank which was kind of embarrassing but I didn't show it.

Once I have my drink and we are on the road again the nerves start to kick in more, what if Nick isn't excited to see me? What if he gets angry I didn't tell him I was coming? I try to block those thoughts out of my head but I just have a feeling that something bad will happen.

I hop out the car and run to his front door, I started bouncing my feet waiting for him I was that exited. After around 30 seconds nobody had arrived to open the door, so I tried the Handel. It was already open. That was strange.. once I see him I will have to tell him to lock it in case of bad people, I walk into the house and immediately smell his familiar scent. I still remember it after two years of not being able to touch him. I really do love him so much.

I race upstairs after checking every room downstairs and as I am on the second floor I hear some noise, was that a moan? I try to collect myself as a tear shed my body, no he can't cheat on me, its Nick Isabelle. Pull yourself together omg. I wipe my tears and walk in the room making all the sound.

It was true. He really had cheated on me.

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