#closed: violet

[theoriggs]

To say Theo knew where this night was going to go was an understatement. He wasn’t expecting these texts from an anonymous number. He wasn’t expecting Violet and him to make up? Sort of? Things were weird, but he was frazzled, and didn’t really know what else to do. No one would understand, except for Violet. He parked on the side of the road, remembering which house it was. How could he forget the house that his ex girlfriend had moved into? It was etched in his brain now. Pulling out his phone, he shot her a text, as he stood by his car door. 

I’m here

 Why was he nervous? He hated this girl. Or so he made himself try to believe. And yet, the fact that he was outside her house, where her parents slept soundly, made his stomach turn. His foot tapped against the gravel of the road as he looked around for a minute or so before looking back down at his phone. 3:04 am.

@richgrlmood​

[malcolmxramsey]

Showing up unexpectedly was probably the last thing that Malcolm should have been doing. But at this stage in the game rational thoughts were beyond him. He was a mess both physically and emotionally, though you could only notice the surface level of it all. As he placed a heavy knock on Violet’s door, Malcolm draped his hood over his head to cast a shadow. Maybe he could get in and get out as quickly as possible. Maybe she wouldn’t even notice his black eye. How would he even explain its origin to her? Malcolm glanced down at the box that laid heavily in his palms, regretting all the decisions in his life as of late. How could he not feel embarrassed? He finally began to trust someone again after being betrayed by the very girl he was going to see. Now, events were repeating themselves. This time far worse than he could ever have ever imagined. Of all people for his new fling to sleep with, she laid her sights on his very best friend. His thoughts were interrupted by an opening door and he tried to fight looking up but he couldn’t refuse looking at her. Her face always reminded him of a whole year of happiness, despite their awful demise. “Hey, uh, I’m sorry I didn’t call. I was at the station last night and you were on my home. I just wanted to bring your stuff.” Extending the box in Violet’s direction, he made the grave mistake of making eye contact with her. It caused a rumbled of haphazard butterflies and disorganized anxiety. Here she was... in the flesh after all this time.

@bonjour-vi​

[theoriggs]

It had been a while since Theo went out and somehow he ended up on a run towards Olive Ave. He admired the big houses, with the huge pools in the back. It had been something he wished he had, though he knew he was comfortable at the towers. He had run past a house only to see a blonde outside in the yard. She looked insanely familiar but Theo kept running. His mind must’ve been playing tricks on him, and his only thought was to turn around and check it out. Doing exactly that, he turned on his heel and started jogging back towards the house. Pulling his earbuds out of his ear, he spoke. “Oh you got to be fucking kidding me.” Maybe a little too loud for his liking, because the girl turned around and his heart stopped. 

@richgrlmood​

[joshkovak]

@disasterviolet

“--Do you want a drink?” he asked, tugging absentmindedly at one of his sleeves. It wasn’t very often he had company -- especially the friendlier sort -- but the gesture had seemed to work well enough the last time it’d happened and she looked old enough for it to be legal. In any case, he figured the worst answer he’d get would be a no, and while he overthought the scenario for an extra moment, he reasoned that he’d already asked, anyway. “I think I’ve got some stuff left over in the fridge.”

[comeandfloatwhme]

Uh...H-hey there....