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Life had become more of a burden than an enjoyment when you shot the man that was robbing your apartment. After the robbery, terrified, you hid his body - but a mysterious group found out and blackmailed you, forcing you to do thing...
Right after Wally left, you took the gift that he had given you earlier into the living room, sat on the couch, and opened it.
Enclosed in the bright red bag, beneath a wad of blue tissue paper, was a canvas. The painting featured you, Wally, Julie and Barnaby smiling in a field of flowers. The painting was spectacularly well done. There were several small details hidden in the painting; your pupils were shaped like hearts, and the flower's colorful petals all stemmed off of tiny, unblinking eyes.
When you reached into the bag again, you felt a prick on your finger and hissed in pain. Had Wally put a scorpion in here or something?
Cautiously, you reached in once again, only to feel a smooth, plant-like texture. It was a beautiful rose. Of course Wally would put a prickly rose in the bottom of a bag full of tissue paper. You put the rose in the vase on your living room's coffee table, the very same vase you bought in town with Wally. It still held the bouquet that he had given you days ago and now held the new rose in addition to that. Then, you sat back down on the couch with a sigh and opened his letter.
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The hearts included on the letter's face reminded you of the kisses Wally had just given you, and the thought of them made you blush.
That night, as you lied in your new bed once again, you were kept awake with thoughts of Wally and Julie, but eventually, you drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
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The next day, which was a crisp Wednesday, you went to work, then went into town and bought some home decor. You also bought some groceries and some new clothes, including a fancy set that you planned to wear to Poppy's Halloween ball, which was on Saturday, October 17th — only 3 days away. After that, you went back home, arranged the freshly purchased decor around your home, and put your new clothes and groceries away.
The rest of your Wednesday was quiet, your evening mostly full of reading. On Thursday, you knocked on Julie's door and invited her out to lunch. The two of you picked Sally up on the way, then went out to a neat little salad bar in town. Sally talked a lot about the play that her and Wally were starring in and kept hinting at secret plot twists.
On Friday, you worked again in the morning, only to find Wally waiting for you outside of the post office when your shift was over. The two of you went on a nice walk, then grabbed dinner with Barnaby. No kisses were shared, but Wally's flirting was so incessant that you just wanted him to kiss you to relieve some of the tension between you two.
On Saturday, the day of Poppy's ball, you woke up feeling refreshed.
The day was chilly, but not chilly enough to turn on the heat, so you cracked open some windows and let the fresh outside air infiltrate your home. The place still smelled a bit dusty; perhaps you could buy a few candles.
