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Casting your eyes down towards the basket you made a mental note of which ones remained, three in total, the number itself caused a satisfied hum to leave your lips.

Swinging the basket as you walked, your mind lingered over onto where to find the remaining people before coming to the conclusion that one of them would be in their room, while the other two would be in their offices.

Once again finding yourself turning down a narrow corridor you could spot a soft pink pastel door down the hall. One of the few that were painted within the manor, yet considering member rooms were stationed in more private wings of the manor it made sense.

Nearing the door you could hear the sound of fabric being thrown about followed by what you could only describe as the sound of popcorn kernels. Pausing before the subtly tinted and raising a hand you knocked on it waiting a minute or two till an out of breath looking Trish stood in the doorway.

"You good in there?" Arching a brow upon asking that you heard her let out a loud sigh.

"Yeah, just having troubles with some bean bag chairs."

"Bean ba-Oh my god." Opening the door as you went to ask about it she threw her arms out showing you the various little white balls meant to fit inside the beanbag strewn out across the floor and in the white fur rug she had. "Would you er like some help?" Upon asking that you watched the pink haired girl give a frantic nod opening the door some more so that you could slip in.

The small white balls instantly began gravitating towards your shoes upon entry, "How did this even happen? They're everywhere." Shuffling over towards where the bed was and placing the basket down you snagged two magazines that were sitting idly on her nightstand.

"Well, I got some new bean bag chairs and was trying to fill them- but the bag slipped out of my hands and then this-'' Raising her arms she motioned around the room, "Happened." Looking towards where you stood she watched you lean down lining the straight edge of the magazine all the while pushing the small white malls into one corner of the room.

"Sounds like it went down hill," Briefly pausing to reach out and grab the plastic bag you'd assumed the balls had come from, you began pushing the bunched around you inside. "You could've come and asked for help."

Moving to grab a magazine herself she copied what you were doing beginning the small balls over towards where you held the bag open, "Yeah, but I can never find you anymore. You're never in your room when I pop by." Hearing her state that you paused thinking over her what was just said.

"I mean, since we've been here I can't seem to find you anywhere." Reiterating what she'd said and moving back out into the room sweeping over some more balls the two of you tried to corral them into one corner.

"Ah well I'm probably outside then. You know since lately a lot of people have been coming and going from the manor, I'm just trying to avoid them." Stating that you gave a brief pause feeling like she'd assume you were avoiding herself and the others. "Not you or the team but like the other Capo's and a specific family if you catch my drift."

Having stopped in place her jade hues trailed over towards you, right away getting what you meant. She wasn't familiar with whatever stigma you and your family had but considering her own family and experiences she could only imagine.

"That makes sense. So you're in the garden a lot?" Watching you give a nod she took a mental note to check there if she couldn't find you inside. "Guess that's one place I haven't really checked." Humming to herself and bringing over another section of white balls her eyes drifted around the room seeing that the majority of them had been cleaned up.

"Well, now you know." Humming that out and moving to pick up the last few balls that were hidden within the confines of her furry white carpet you briefly flashed the girl a smile, "It's really calming out there. I mean the others don't really take walks around or anything so it's become a sort of safe space for me."

"Even if I'm sure I could find a secret room here or something." Throwing the balls in hand back into the bag, you let out a satisfied hum scanning the room for any escapees. "Looks like we got them all."

Hearing you point that out Trish also looked around the room nodding in agreement, "Guess we did, but now do you think you could help me fill the beanbag?" Pointing her finger towards a sad looking bunch of cotton candy pink fabric she walked over lifting it up to show where the zipper was.

"Oh yeah, of course." Picking up the clear plastic bag and making your way over, you motioned for her to hold the bean bag open allowing you better access to dumb the plastic balls in. A few had escaped the initial pour but they were east to pick up and contain within the beanbag, sealing it up afterwards.

"There we go." Crunching up the bag so that it could fit in the garbage you quickly tucked it away before recalling why you'd initially come to her room in the first place, "Oh right!" Turning on your heel and walking back towards where the basket had been sitting you pulled out a pink flower crown.

The item itself consisted of baby pink petals and small green leaves. Keeping the larger ring in hand you approached the pink haired girl leaning out lightly to place it among her head, mindful not to mess up her hair of course.

"I made these today for everyone." Hearing you say that she moved her hands up to graze the item shifting to look into the mirror of her vanity. Her eyes trailed across the elegantly intertwined stems drifting across each perfectly vibrant leaf followed by silk like flowers.

That of which were similar in colour to her hair being a tad bit darker, maybe even more of a fuschia.

Regardless though, she could tell right away that you must've spent some time picking and weaving each flower and stem.

"Oh wow. Thank you." Running her fingers softly over the plants petals a happy sigh left through her lips. Her eyes moved through the mirror focusing on where you stood still beside her bed. "You should teach me how to make these one day."

Giving an eager nod in response you flashed her a bright smile, "Of course! Then that way we can hang out in the garden together." Adding that you clasped your hands together in an excited manner.

Trish's expression as well grew a warm smile, your enthusiasm was contagious. "Sounds like a date then." Turning properly to face you she let out a hum, her fingers drumming against the fabric of her pastel yellow sweatpants.

Jade hues drifted towards where your hand rested against the handle of a woven basket, that of which contained two other flower crowns

"Who's left?" Asking that and trailing over she fell back onto the bed beside where your basket was, eyes trailing over the edge finding that the last two colours were yellow and blue.

"Just the two busiest people in Passione." Responding with that you could see her let out a breath watching you pick up the basket, her eyes followed you as you made your way towards her bedroom door. "So I better get going now," Scrunching up your face upon saying that you could hear her let out a hum. "But I'll pop by later."

"So make sure not to make a mess this time around."

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Mmmm hope you all like those two chapters!

An update on my other fic is that I am SO CLOSE TO FINISHING PART 1- SO VERY CLOSE