extraordinarily nice

she's a killer queen. gunpowder gelatin, dynamite with a laser beam. guaranteed to blow your mind anytime! Violet Hammel. Senior. 23. Theatre Major

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text]: Haha, no. I’m not giving it back.

[text]: That’s not fair! You can’t just keep my scarf, Sirius. 

[itsmessrpadfoot]

"Of course, did you really think I needed it to bring out my eyes?" He smirked, knowing he already looked good. "Come on! I was bored and I missed you and you kept blowing me off to study lines for the stupid play."  She threw him off when she asked ‘now what’, he really hadn’t thought that far ahead. “Er.” 

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

"No, because peach doesn't bring out your eyes anyway." Violet teased. She frowned a little. She had honestly wanted to text him and talk to him, but every time she had reached for her phone in rehearsals, her director had given her a death glare and made her put it away. "It wasn't on purpose," she insisted, "I missed you, too."

His expression made her laugh. "That's what I figured. We can watch Netflix and snuggle. You know I'd never say no to spending time with you, especially if it's a snuggle day."

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

Give me my sin again ❣ Sirius & Violet

Violet pulled her car into the parking lot of the boys' dorm building. She checked her lipstick, accurately named "Hotter than Hell". She was really only wearing eyeliner and mascara for eye makeup, It had to balance out, after all.

She tugged at her leggings, hiking them up a little further to avoid any annoying lumps of fabric. That was unattractive. As she waited for Sirius, she wondered just exactly what she was going to do. She hadn't had sex since she was with her last boyfriend, and that was a good six months ago. She hoped she hadn't gotten rusty in that time.

Though, she helped teach the lifeguarding at the pool last week, so anything she lacked in sex at the moment, she could make up in strip teasing. Yeah! That could work. Violet decided.

She watched Sirius come down the stairs, and gave her horn a honk to get his attention. There really weren't that many cars in the parking lot honestly. It wouldn't be hard for him to find her.

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text] If you’re not coming over with food, don’t come over at all

[text]: Fine. I guess I’ll just leave my candles and brand new lacy red thong at home, then…:/

[itsmessrpadfoot]

[Text]: You’re texting and driving, what do you care?  [Text]: Alright I’ll come meet you outside, hold on. 

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text]: I was texting while I was getting gas, it's different. 

[text]: K.

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text] If you’re not coming over with food, don’t come over at all

[text]: Fine. I guess I’ll just leave my candles and brand new lacy red thong at home, then…:/

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text]: Be there soon. ;)

[text]: [image]

[itsmessrpadfoot]

[text]: Speed??? [text]: Jesus Christ, Violet you’re killing me. 

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text]: If I speed and get a ticket, it'll only take longer

...

[text]: Here.

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text] If you’re not coming over with food, don’t come over at all

[text]: Fine. I guess I’ll just leave my candles and brand new lacy red thong at home, then…:/

[itsmessrpadfoot]

[text]: …Now

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text]: Be there soon. ;)

[text]: [image]

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text] Do you know where I am?

[text]: America, hopefully.

[text]: Are you inside or outside?

[estella-noelle-lacosse-deactiva]

[text] Oui. No. Je can’t read le street sign. I.. Violet am I drunk? 

[text] I think I’m drunk.

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text]: I think so, Es. Can you take a picture of a street sign and send it to me?

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text] If you’re not coming over with food, don’t come over at all

[text]: Fine. I guess I’ll just leave my candles and brand new lacy red thong at home, then…:/

[itsmessrpadfoot]

[text]: …Alright fuck the food.  [text]: But we’re going out for take out after, I plan on working up an appetite. 

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text]: Thought so.

[text]: What time do you want me over?

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text] Do you know where I am?

[text]: America, hopefully.

[text]: Are you inside or outside?

[estella-noelle-lacosse-deactiva]

[text] Haha.

[text] Je don’t know, mais it’s tres, tres, vert. 

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text]: I think you're outside. Can you read a street sign and tell me where you are? I'll come get you.

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text] If you’re not coming over with food, don’t come over at all

[text]: Fine. I guess I'll just leave my candles and brand new lacy red thong at home, then...:/

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text] Do you know where I am?

[text]: America, hopefully.

[text]: Are you inside or outside?

[itsmessrpadfoot]

These classes will be the death of me.

[itsmessrpadfoot]

"Good to know," Sirius really did need to get a hair cut soon, it was getting hard to see. He’d get to it eventually.  "Says who?" he asked squeezing her closer to him before letting her go. "Alright, alright, let’s go!" Sirius waited for her to stand up before pulling himself up to his feet. "You drive then, yes?" he asked. If she had walked to school they would have taken his car, but he didn’t want to leave her stranded. Sirius was excited, nervous, but excited. 

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

"Says me, who's going to be driving," she giggled. Once he released her, Violet fished her keys from her pocket and hopped to her feet. She reached for his hand and tugged him along to her car. She unlocked the doors, and got into the backseat. "Just gotta get the dog leashes."

Violet leaned over the seat and reached into the trunk, nearly grasping at the leashes. "Eyes forward, soldier," she reminded Sirius without looking up. She knew he could easily check out her ass from the way she was bent over. Finally, she snatched up the leashed and climbed out of the back seat.

Violet hopped into the front seat tossed Sirius the leashes, and started the car. Her radio automatically turned on. "No touching," she warned. The seat-belt fastened with a click, and Violet looked over her shoulder to back out of the parking lot.

[itsmessrpadfoot]

[Violet] [text] Black, red w/ lace or sheer white????

[text] Is that even a question? [text] Red, always red. You’re coming over tonight, right? 

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text]: Clearly it's a question seeing as I asked you.

[text]: Yeah duh

[lily-evans-that-redhead-deactiv]

Let’s just talk about that when we meet, Vi. 

How about Saturday at the the cafe right around the corner from school, say around the evening, five-five thirty? 

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

Okay, fair enough.

That sounds perfect. I'll see you then, Lils.

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text]: Haha, no. I’m not giving it back.

[text]: That’s not fair! You can’t just keep my scarf, Sirius. 

[itsmessrpadfoot]

He kisses her back without so much as a hesitation. “How so?” he asked grabbing onto her hand to pull her further into his bedroom. “I wanted you here, you wanted your scarf, now we both have what we want,” he smirks pulling her scarf away from his neck, wrapping it around hers. 

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

"So," she stated as he wrapped her scarf around her neck, "taking my scarf was just a clever ruse to get me here?" She was impressed, she just thought he took her scarf because he liked teasing her. "Well, I'm here. Now what?"

She figured Sirius didn't have anything actually planned for when she got there, but it wouldn't be hard for her to come up with something. Violet mentally had an A+ for creativity.

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

Where the hell is my favorite cousin?

I was told she was supposed to be here. Blonde, yeigh high, French accent? 

[lily-evans-that-redhead-deactiv]

Sirius, right. Um.. Wow, you.. I don’t even know what to say, Vi, I.. You know what? 

Lets. Lets meet up sometime. We really need to. 

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

I'm sorry, Lils. He just goes out of his way to see me, and it's sweet. I like him. And he likes me, too.

Definitely! Date, time, and place, girl.

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

[text]: Haha, no. I’m not giving it back.

[text]: That’s not fair! You can’t just keep my scarf, Sirius. 

[itsmessrpadfoot]

Sirius opens the door peaking just his head out. He’s wearing an old t-shirt and jeans, Violets scarf wrapped around his neck. “Yes?” he asks in his most innocent voice. 

[thatvixenviolet-blog]

Violet rolls her eyes. She brushes past Sirius and into his dorm room. She gathers the end of the scarf in her hand, and uses it to tug Sirius forward and meet him with a kiss. "You're not being fair," she announces.