In My Desperate Time

I check it all over first before putting the tools into the bag.

Then, I bring the bag to eat with Nicole.

I always keep the bag in sight, except... When I go to the restaurant's bathroom.

I suddenly turn my gaze to Nicole. She panicky lower her head as soon as she looks into my eyes.

I can nearly confirm that Nicole has done something.

I'm really naive. How could I believe Nicole? She has been friends with Whitney for so many years, Whitney must have told her about me and Frances. Once there's a problem, helping Whitney will be preferable than helping me.

It's just that, I don't even have a pen now.

What should I do?

When everyone is sketching quickly, I'm the only one who sits there in confusion.

The MC probably feels that there's something wrong too. He walks over and asks me what's wrong.

I say, “My brush is gone.”

Every designer has their own sketching tools that they absolutely won't lend to other people so easily.

Now without my sketching brush, I can't think of other way else than sitting here.

hours. Even if I buy a new one,

the time of helplessness, one will always look at the person they want to depend on

instinctively look

stands up and walks outside.

the only person who can comfort me is gone,

at me, smiling as

she pledged

turns out that she already knows how to stop me from the

I

it's

brush, I

am so

putting my things away

going to tell the MC

up, I see Frances

a set of

I know that it's the limited edition sketching

Don't tell me...

glimpse of hope flashes through

see that Frances is really walking up

this man walks toward me like

I had been kidnapped and almost got humiliated by

has been living underground for so