Unpacking Violet & Elliot
When Violet made it to the cells she had to admit, for a room called a cell, she was expecting it to be a lot worse. Of course it wasn’t great, but, it could be worse. After checking the little cubby like closets and finding two of them had stuff in them she moved to the first empty one she could find and started to unpack the duffel bag she’d brought with her. Her mother had cast a spell on it, making it hold a lot more then it looked like it was capable of holding, but looking at the little closet she guessed she’d be keeping a lot of stuff inside the bag.
When someone stopped at the door to the cell she didn’t even look away from what she was doing, just kept unpacking, sitting on the floor in front of the closets, folding her messily folded things before putting them into the closet. “You just gonna stand there and watch?” she asked as she finally looked over at the guy in the doorway. When she saw he had a collar around his neck as well, her hard gaze softened slightly as she looked up at him. “’Sup? You the welcoming committee?”
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