#threads: violet.

[lvciddreamt]

@persephonyed

continued.

she should be happy for jude. she was, really, but the happiness was mixed with anguish, and it was hard to separate them from each other — all her emotions had formed a hard, tangled knot inside her chest that made her struggle to breathe at times like these. she balled her napkin up in one hand, manicured nails digging into her palm. she’d barely touched her food — too full of anxiety to have room for their favorite restaurant’s signature mac and cheese. “of course,” she repeated. “that’s great. really. i just — isn’t it a little soon?”

[lvciddreamt]

@lovecharged

“okay, i don’t care if there is a serial killer on the loose, you cannot wear something this hideous to the party.”

[lvciddreamt]

@whiskifever

continued.

“r-right.” after years of working in retail — not to mention growing up in her family, whose ire could rival the most difficult customer even on a good day — violet had mastered the smile-and-nod. still, it was probably pretty transparent to the person who knew her best. she and ty went way back, fast friends long before ty had met their partner. it totally did not make violet feel possessive, at all. “as long as this is what you want,” she added, fidgeting with the hem of her dress. she felt foolish for wearing it, for dressing up to see someone who could clearly never return her feelings — who was engaged, for fuck’s sake. “so…have you set a date yet?”

[lvciddreamt]

@stormbrews

“i...i don’t think we should be here.”