Note: chapter might be shorter then the others, I kinda ran out of idea's for this one. I do apologize for this.

In this situation, Wilma was standing outside the flower shop in confusion and almost being paranoid.

It was fine to have one bad dream or nightmare about him being in the mafia, but to see his sleeve in strange dark stains was another thing entirely.

Wilma was clutching onto the flowers. Making sure reality didn't evaporate on her.

Nevertheless, Wilma still wants the job. Despite everything she just witnessed.

"What's wrong with me".

Does she walk into Leonard's Money and discover the reason behind the instant spout of anxiety? One things for sure, she's tired of getting scared of every little thing thrown at her.

Wilma was done.