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"Alright, that's a wrap!"

Typical. Plain Typical. He had never changed. We'd all like to believe that in each in every one conceited, self-absorbed soul, there would be even the slightest spectacle of change and reform that would become the very being of that new person. It would show everyone a pure definition of positive change. 

What is it that dolls see in him that is forever changing?, the way he so suavely walks amongst the parks of the Institution of Perfection. It's as if his past life behind him had been nothing out of the ordinary, and all cannot be ignored except the one moment in our lives when the doll's world's biggest revelation turned out to be the key to questioning everything they were told. Pure manipulation was the key to friendship, that's what he taught Tuesday. At the end of the day, it's your word against everyone else's. 

Tuesday was a complicated girl. She liked to believe that she was never her character, but rather the result of what everyone else made her. 

Like everyone else, she was ordinary, she had developed her own opinions, her words of wisdom slowly but surely turning into oaths of constant perfection. But it is contempt of question when she realised those opinions were never really hers, but the rather the ideal of learning and growing through someone else's who has high of status was the only authentic things that had been able to build up in her blue mind. 

It was three hours after midday, and Tuesday scoffed as she caught Lou wishing everyone the best as they exited the training grounds. Look at him. His posture every so perfect- oh she could never think of the word the same way as she did on the daily. His charming smile inching further off of his face. She could tell he was exhausted, after all, it had recently been transitioning into hotter climates than this season would normally offer. To everyone who knew him, they saw him as just being considerate and loyal to his job. To her it was undeniably fake, he was probably pulling off that smile to deflect the effects of everyone's nefariousness.

She didn't understand the uneasiness in her stomach, and why it was occurring. She should be happy for what is about to happen next, right?

Exactly.

In a mere flash of seconds, she looks up and squints her eyes in suspicion to see two girls walking up to Lou and pull up a conversation. she stayed behind once again to also listen.

"Great class, Lou! You never disappoint!~" A brunette complimented, with a little too much sense of comfort in her voice. 

Lou raised an eyebrow in definitive question, a small smile erupting on his face in amusement. "Thanks?"

Her friend just rolled her eyes at her antics and spoke up, "Don't mind her. She forgets sometimes that you are undoubtedly taken." She raises an eyebrow, sensing her friend's mischief.

"Oh of course I know, I'm just double-checking his loyalty." She winked back at her friend. She then turned back to face Lou with a friendly smile on her face this time. "Seriously though, great class as always!"The brunette gave him a smooth high five as she walked out, her friend beside her commented.

"Keep Mandy happy!". Lou just called back with the same complementary energy. "Everyday!" And with that, he turned to face us. His heart dropped slightly to see Tuesday once again. The last time they had a confrontation, he kind of just left her without a chance to reply to his apologetic comment.

He cleared his threat, some part of him wished he could do it much more forcefully to desperately be rid of the uneasiness in his throat, however, that would be of no help to him. 

"Tuesday." He nodded, walking up to her with his hands in his pockets. She had her arms forcefully crossed over her chest with her signature judging scowl. "Lou." She spat.

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