>>6048394“So, what’s up, Wilma, how you doing?” You ask. Wilma doesn’t look as anxious as last time. “Do you know the new hobo?”
“…<span class="mu-i">Hobo</span>?” This Wilma isn’t aware of this scientific terminology.
“I mean <span class="mu-i">Ichie</span>.” You clear your throat. Good thing you didn’t call her a trash hobo.
“You have side-eyed her the entire time, Ms. Wilma.” Matilda noticed.
“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. But, yes, I... Looking back into my memories isn’t as debilitating as it once was. As to say, they aren’t fuzzy or painful, even if I have a hard time recalling them on my own.” Wilma says. “It’s a bit upsetting, I thought my trauma refrained me from looking at them, but now, they feel like they’re not part of me anymore...”
“That’s better in a way. You can function normally.” You take the good with the bad. “I imagine Ichie triggered something.”
“Yes, I’m very well aware of who she is.” Wilma looks more fierce than fearful. What going through a bubble does to a gal…
“Oh? You’re aware of my virtues and countless accomplishments? Please, do tell everyone!” Ichie can’t wait to get praised! She moved away from Ruby the moment she realized she was the topic of your conversation. She doesn’t recognize the Tomato. Odd.
You can feel it in your blood, this won’t end well. Ichie’s dumb little heart will be shattered into a million pieces if she listens to Wilma.
<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>
>Let Wilma talk. After the Bubble mayhem, watching this tomato taking the initiative is heartwarming!>Send Ichie away while you all talk privately. Send her to clean the second floor or something.>“We all know she’s a hobo.” Bring Ichie down yourself. It’s better if you leave this topic for another time.>Tell Ichie to listen closely. This is make or break.>Write In.(Last Reply of the Day, we continue tomorrow!)
