“You will not believe what I just found in that little book and DVD marker they randomly set up by Old Town!” Violet commented happily as she reached their spot in the small park. “My very own copy of Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid. This is not a drill.” She sat down, suddenly very conscious of her knee letngh dress and how she maneuvered in it. “I brought a big almond milk capuchino, if you wanna share.” She offered, wondering just why she felt awkward about it. Lately she’d been getting weirdly nervous about Drew, and she hated it but didn’t know how to make it stop.
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