second week came in as quickly as the first,
it was stressful for joslyn to know she isn't
going anywhere. it seems as if her inspiration
simply flew out of her window, or something.
she found it strange, really, for she was quick
to amplify anything she was feeling, but as of
the moment, she felt empty; shallow and void
of anything. joslyn deeply sighed and let it out,
she knew there was no point in forcing herself.
the day transitioned into the night, and still,
no luck. a critique will come over to check
up on her work, and she knows she can't risk
of being left behind by her peers. she tries to
think about what she wanted to do, but still,
nothing. that was until, she realized how she's
been treated by her own peers, her thoughts
blossomed into a series of colorful artwork.
joslyn knew she'd never see the light of day if
she choose to expose them right now—she had to express her feelings in a different setting. and as that night goes by, joslyn painted 'till the day came; she's cleverly hid her true intentions by painting something extraordinary.
while alice is now on her way to a better mindset, a stronger support system and a lot more positive vibes going on her way—she, too, painted the same as joslyn made. only, she painted about kindness, and how it can go a really long way. her day was spent on making that painting, and as she moved away from her masterpiece, she asked herself if there were people like her.
a woman, who loves other women, and is proud about what she believes in; alice only sighs and leaves her own studio as she heads back to her apartment. and in those two weeks, something magical happens.
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technicolor beat | ✓
Short Storyin which the colorful alice sanchez meets her match, joslyn rosé gomez; a noir portrait that meets an abstract piece of art.
