Art Science Museum : Future World

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Wasn't sure if you guys might know what it looked like so this is a photo I took a while ago😋

Sorry but this is gonna be one of those that I would write mostly for myself but you can change it where it says it's me to you😬

I was at the Art Science Museum at the Future World exhibit (this is in Singapore) with a friend and we were relaxing in some bean bags at one part of the museum just chilling for a while. I hear a voice that sounded familiar and I looked over, I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw Marthe walk in from the first part of the exhibit. I blinked a few times thinking maybe it's not her and I just think it's her but no and what proved to me that it was her was when her face came into the light from the screen that showed waves. I knew I was too scared to go ip to her so I quickly turned to my friend and told her about it. She tried to pester me to go talk to Marthe but my anxiety just started to build up instead. My friend and I went to other parts of the exhibit eventually and I kept sneaking glances at Marthe and maybe taking a few pictures of her.. As time when by eventually my friend wondered off and I lost her somewhere in the exhibition. I saw Marthe looking around a bit nervously. I sigh knowing it was probably my fault so I picked up enough courage and walked up to her. I stopped thinking and just went up to her and said "Um hey sorry if you feel watched I um I'm a fan. I know you from tiktok and instagram. I hope you dint find me creepy I just didn't have much confidence to come talk to you." I blurt out not knowing what to say. "Oh that's ok. What's your name?" She says surprisingly calmly. "Oh um it's Alison, but you might know me as AllyRainbow instead..." I say trailing off at the end. "Oh your the one that does drawings of me. And writes fanfics too right?" Marthe says excitedly. "Hehe yea that's me." I say shyly. "Did you take photos of me earlier?" My eyes widen in shock at getting caught and I quickly say "Um yea sorry about that I can delete them if you want." "Can I see?" Marthe asks which surprises me. I quickly pull out my phone and show her. "Hey can you send them to me?" Marthe asks. "Um yea of course." I say excited but also confused not thinking my photos were that great. "How do I send them? Like by DMs? Although it might get lost cause you fret a lot of DMs or I Guess I could put it on the close friends story." I say but start to drift off thinking out loud. "Send then to me by WhatsApp." Marthe says simply. "Sure but um I don't have your phone number.." I say unsure. Marthe just smirks at me. I then think about it and slowly she sees it on my face me realise what she means. Before I could say anything she takes my phone which was still in my hand and held very loosely. When she is done putting her number in my phone I'm still speechless my brain not comprehending what just happened. Marthe snaps me out of my thoughts when she says "So wanna hang out soon? I'm gonna be living in Singapore for a while." I blink coming back to my senses and say "Um yea definitely. Shall we go to Chinatown and explore? I haven't been there in a while." I suggest not knowing where the hell that but of confidence came from. "Omg yes!" Marthe says excitedly. I look around a bit still not seeing my friend then decided to ask "So did you come here with anyone?" "Yea but she walked off somewhere..." Marthe says trailing off at the end looking around. I chuckle and say "mine too." "Hey so I'm gonna go find my friend. Text me." Marthe says. "I will.☺️" I see her walk away and before I even decided to call my friend to ask where she is I quickly send Marthe a text, 'Hi💗🍉.' I then call my friend. When I finally find my friend she asks "So how did your talk go?" I look at her confused and ask "How..how did you know I talked to her?" "Because I helped you distract her friend." She says like it's no big deal. I giggle thinking of course then respond "Your the best😂. And it went amazing! She gave me her number.." I say with wide eyes at the end still not really believing it myself.

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