blind trust || charlie + violet
Violet was truly, completely, and utterly flustered.
It had been two and a half months since she’d started dating Jude Healy, and all in all? Probably 75% of that time had just consisted of texting back and forth and the occasional Facetime call. Because of course, Violet Delgado had somehow ended up dating the drummer of KING JUDAS, and she was just trying to live in the moment. Something easier said than done.
She was always in her head, trying to figure out if they were something worth talking about or if she was just one of the band’s groupies. Sure, she wasn’t seeing anyone else but Jude, but they weren’t official or monogamous or into labels just yet- for all she knew, he had a different girl in every city and she just happened to be at home base. But when Jude called her two days ago and told her that his band would be in town for three or four days this weekend, and that he had a friend (who just so happened to be the lead singer) who was looking for something to do, Vi knew what she was going to do.
“Chaaaaaaaaaarlieeeeeee,” She called as she swung open the front door to their shared apartment, grocery bags hanging off her arms that she then let drop to the tiled floor of the kitchen. “Charlie come the frick out here, I know you’re home because we still have Find My Friends active on our phones and your little dot has not left this apartment in four hours. I have a proposition for you and I need an answer now!” Violet practically bounced over to the closed door of her best friend’s room and started banging on it. “Charlie!!! This is an emergency!!!”