her fingers have been shaking for the vast majority of the day, not only was she lacking a source of high, but every time violetta glanced down at the date and time on her phone she’s overcome by an overwhelming sensation, sorrow persistent to fill her bones. every part of her routine thrown off balance, because for the first time in forever she’s spending the next significant 24 hours alone. until she decided she wasn’t, until she decided to throw a tight dress and make the journey to an overly rowdy house. head high, as she lets her feet guide her towards the entrance, though movements quickly come to a swift halt at the scene before her. veronica was out of it, completely jaded and suddenly violettas entire being consumed itself in concern. she’ll watch the line disappear beneath hollowed metal. burrows furrowed, “veronica ? what’re you doing ?” she speaks gently,breath caught in her throat. @whiimsicals.