Part 8

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Paintbrush sighed, looked at the scenery around them. Nice to get some fresh air out the hotel, it can get stuffy.

Just...some nice, calming, piece and quie-

*RING...RING...!*

Ah. Spoke too soon.

They take out their phone. Silver, again. They thought they'd get a break from him by leaving the god dam island but suppose he's too clingy. Reluctantly and hesitantly they take the call; only because they ignored 3 of his yesterday.

 Reluctantly and hesitantly they take the call; only because they ignored 3 of his yesterday

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"What is it silver."

"Ugh, painty!! You ignore 3 of my calls the other day. 3!!!"

"Well I was busy. Anyways, we've been through this, just call me paintbrush for gods sake."

"If you were busy, why not call me back afterwards? I swear, the audacity you entitle yourself to..."

Paintbrush was going to go on a tangent and lash out at him, but after realising how much more stupider they'll look yelling at a phone rather than a real-life silver spoon...yeah they decided to refrain it.

"Sighh* alright cut the bullshit what do you want."

"Oh, I've just gone through the most TRAGIC, EMOTIONAL-"

"It's about candle isn't it."

"AND- yes, yes it is about candle."

Paintbrush scoffs. They really didn't wanna put up with his emotional baggage right now, as much as paintbrush liked being a bit more loose and approachable, silver just loves a doormat. Perhaps they shouldn't have had that heart-to-heart conversation with him after the finale...

"Look, I have my own personal stuff I'm going through right now and my own baggage, I don't need to deal with yours, alright?"

"If I share mine you can share yours~"

Fuck. Tempting offer for sure. As much as they find silver a nuisance...they didn't really have anyone else to talk to.

There's fan, but like hell he knows anything about social interaction. Either way he'd probably write it all down and put it up on the II wiki.

Test tube is a smart gal don't get me wrong, but she's educated on sciences. Not on emotional stuff.

Marshmallow...haven't talked to her in a while. Would be awkward.

OJ is a friend but not that close. Either way, bet he's already troubled as is with the whole hotel thing.

So...only option left is silver.

"Fuck- alright, fine I'll take it."

Silver does his little gleeful giggle, the same one he normally does whenever he gets his way with someone. God, he's insufferable.

"Mhm, knew you'd cave in~ anywho, what's the baggage?"

Paintbrush was in thought again, contemplating if they really needed to tell him this. Fuck it, he doesn't even know her it won't make a difference.

"It's...lightbulb."

"Them? Again? You sure do complain about them a lot."

"It's not complaining, it's the darn opposite! Did you even pay attention last time I talked about this??"

"...no, not really if I'm being honest."

"Of course not... look, I'm back here at the hotel and she is too, and I thought just having her back would fix everything, but it just..didn't? I feel it's gotten worse, every time I go near her I kinda loose myself and it feels horrible, I get overly anxious and-ugh, silver, do you get me?"

"Hmm...I think I do."

"Really?"

"Mhm, just avoid her! That's what I do with people I don't like."

"Wha- it's not that I don't like her, I-..."

Paintbrush's face heats up.

"Shit, I might like her actually."


(Originally wasn't planning on having silver spoon in this at all but after watching the exit interview I really wanted to include him :3 plus he's really fun to write, soooo expect him to pop up in future chapters too)

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