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I looked down on the dust on my dress, brushing it off. Sighing as I looked up, looking at all the toons around me. They haven't spoken to me the whole time, having interactions with everyone else but… me.
Could I allow a hint of bitterness to seep in? Is it okay for me to... feel this emotion? Will it be okay?
I thought to myself, this uncomfortable sensation lodged in the back of my throat and I couldn't bear it. A lot of them tend to make it seem as if I was invisible to them, like I'm being excluded from a group. My presence gets brushed off. It make me feel like I'm not worthy of their attention or consideration. They don't even try to hide it. Was it something I have said? Did I do something?
My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts that would've made my shell crack if I hadn't noticed the elevator was already open, and everyone else had gone off with their friends, or to distract those Twisteds that roam the floors, leaving me behind like always. Pausing for a moment, I took a deep breath, preparing myself before I took my first step into the floor. Immediately hearing the elevator closed behind me which gave me a scare. Looking at the right is where I saw Vee.
Vee… I have been a long admirer of hers, but from a distance. There was always something about her that I would never get over. She, however, never seemed to take note of me, just as the rest hadn't. I couldn't be mad at her though, she was always preoccupied with those spectacular game shows! It would be most obvious that I liked her if Toons were to pay attention to my body language. That was an advantage for me. Feeling my heart race in my chest, pulling me away from those bad thoughts that were consuming me. Ugh, why can’t I just be normal! I bit my bottom lip and brushed all of my thoughts aside, I had to focus! Twisteds are definitely gonna be able to kill me first if I keep getting distracted by myself.
Going up to Vee, whose screen made the room slightly shine a green hue… And especially on the machine she was halfway done with. Slowly approaching right besides her where she was able to notice me. “You can do this!” I cheered, immediately regretting it. Did I sound annoying when saying that? A sense of relief ran down my body as I noticed a small slight smile display on her screen for a split second sorta-ish, my mouth curled into a smile back. Just like that, a little ding from the machine could be heard as it was finished.
Once more, the elevator slid open again and everyone dashed in. How did such a long amount of time pass by without me noticing?…. Or was it just going fast because I was merely appreciating the time with- “So, are you busy after this?”
I heard the TV speak up, looking around just to point at myself. “Huh...? OH! You're asking me!!“ "...Yes, I'm talking to you.” My body immediately stopped, a stinging feeling pierced through my heart and skipping a beat as she said that.
"Nope! Not busy at all!! What did you need?” I replied back, trying to play it cool. Especially with everyone around. Oh god, is this really happening though? Are we gonna spend time together? Questions filled with excitement ran in circles in my mind. A wobbly smile printed on my face as I waited for her response.
"Just help moving around supplies.” She spoke bluntly. Sense of dread washed over me. This elevator isn't the time or place to be expressing my feelings, I reminded myself. I managed to hold a smile on my face and accept her invitation, swallowing the lump in my throat.
I lowered my gaze, avoiding eye contact from her. “Oh... uhm, right... of course.” I would sigh with slight sorrow. Then again, the elevator opens, everyone leaves.
Though now, in spite of my optimism, I've now come to dread the outcome of having a crush on the most magnificent TV I could ever come across upon. The greatest Toon I could ever admire, who will forever be oblivious. I ought yearn for you to see me like I see you. To share the love I wish to show you.
I will always be with the past, but never the future.