* reckless @veronicavelasco - Tumblr Blog

lizeth selene, lesbian, non-binary + she/they ― hey look, it’s veronica velasco! she’s twenty-three years old, she’s lived in shrike heights for one year, and she’s currently working at key of reason, get juiced and julio’s bar. i heard she’s pretty chaotic, but i think she’s so doting at the same time. can she make it out alive? || s, twenty-four, she/they, gmt+11 + triggers on main.

#intr.#shrikeintro

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ veronica feat. tilly

“Alright, so get this-” The brunette instantaneously pulled out the chair on the opposing side of the person, taking it upon herself to sit down. Rather abrupt, it would’ve come off as rude if it were anyone else besides her. “I had this EXTREME dream the other night where I was in ‘Scooby-Doo.’ You know - that animated series with the talking dog that solves mysteries? Hold up- it doesn’t stop there, folks!” Tilly paused for a moment, letting the intensity of her storytelling build. “The FUCKING TWILIGHT ZONE starts to rip into this dream. Right in the middle of a shagging Shaggy Rogers, himself!” Her voice incredulous.

“So, I guess what I’m trying to get at, is: Would you date any of the members of the Scooby gang? Also, do you have a Twilight Zone survival plan?”

maybe it wasn’t the most professional thing to do, for veronica to be sitting down at the bar while she was meant to be working. in her defence, however, the workload was minimal as not many people seemed to be in the mood for a drink right now and veronica’s feet were killing her after she had worked the morning shift at get juiced and a three hour shift at key of reason to cover for a co-worker before she was due to be on at julio’s. professionalism was out of the question for veronica in that moment, and tilly seemed to be able to tell somehow as she was soon at their side, recounting her dream and asking them anything but a work appropriate question (though it was far from the worst thing veronica had ever been asked at work, at was for sure).

“yes yes, i’m very familiar with scooby-doo.” they nodded their head, an amused smile as they let the other person go on with their passionate retelling. though veronica was aware that quite a lot of people were adamantly against hearing about others’ dreams, veronica had always found herself fascinated by them, and tilly’s amusing way of sharing the details definitely didn’t change her opinion there. “what do you mean the twilight zone starts to rip into your dream?” she laughed, wanting more details, her smile brightening for the first time this afternoon. though they eagerly awaited more details, they laughed again at their company’s question. if veronica wasn’t so unashamedly themself, they might have even blushed a little while answering. “who hasn’t thought about getting to know daphne a little more personally?”

#th.#tilly.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ veronica feat. eli

Eli shook his head with a laugh. “Honestly, intensity can be good, you know. So I wouldn’t worry too much about it.” He only thought of himself as charming because people had always told him he was, even when he was a kid. It was probably not even a good thing, really. “

He thinks on it for a moment, and shrugs. “What kind of game are we thinking?”

veronica shrugged their shoulders. they weren’t exactly worrying about it right now, nor did they worry about anything too often. veronica was always on the hunt for fun, for excitement, happiness and adventure; they didn’t like dwelling on anything that would seriously harsh their buzz, so often it was a non-issue for them. “well, i’m not sure.” they answered with a laugh. “i was kind of hoping that you would instead just have some incredible party trick to show me.” they were only half joking, speaking with a laugh.

#th.#eli.

malboraslihan

LIZETH SELENE in REBELDE

#vis.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ veronica feat. eli

“All it takes is practice.” Eli replied, with a grin. He knew they weren’t being serious, but he’d take the compliment anyway - he’d rather Veronica’s joke then someone who actually wanted him to believe something they didn’t mean. “You too could be this charming one day, if you put in the work.

He shook his head. “No, not a thing. You haven’t even missed anything boring - this might be the slowest day since I started working here.”

veronica laughed at eli’s response, enjoying the way they joked, enjoying the energy between them - though anything was better than being met with a killer in the workplace, so perhaps after the altercation she had survived at key of reason, any shift would be a good one with the absence of killer induced injury. “you really think i could do it? my mother would tell you i don’t have a charming bone in my body. i come off much too strong, i’m much too intense to be charming.” it was the honest truth, but veronica didn’t feel real bad about it. “well aren’t you just so lucky that the life of the party has now arrived.” they nudged his side playfully. “maybe we should play some sort of a game, to entertain us until a customer arrives. unless you know any party tricks that can impress me instead.”

#th.#eli.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ veronica feat. eli

There were a lot of things that Eli could say he didn’t like about Shrike Heights, but surprisingly, his job wasn’t one of them - he was good at it, considering he had spent much of his life not working at all. Or at the very least, he thought he was good at it, but even if other people might not, confidence was always a start. That’s what his father had always told him.

Usually, Julio’s was busier then this, and that was what Eli liked the best - he thrived off the energy of a packed bar. Today was Monday though, a normal slow day, and so he was just wiping off the counter, for what felt like the hundredth time when he spotted his coworker.

“Aha! Just who I was waiting for. I thought I’d actually die of boredom if no one showed up in the next ten minutes or so.”

veronica was a busy person, anyone working three separate jobs ought to be. for this reason, you could only ever find them arriving early for a shift when they knew it would be busy and that their work would be easier if they gave themself a little extra time to prepare. it was a surprise to no one that on the slow monday starting off their week veronica was walking into the bar perfectly on time - not a minute earlier, and not a minute later.

“waiting for little ‘ol me?” they wore an amused smile on their face. even when business was slow, sometimes their co-workers could make getting through the shift a breeze. “you’re a real charmer, you know that? you really know how to flatter a person.” they were building eli up comedically, acting as if his words were much more than what they really were. they had to do something to entertain themself. “i’m glad you didn’t die.” they said this with a more genuine tone, and that wasn’t faked or built up for any reason, it too was genuine as their words were playful yet this time also the truth. “i take it i haven’t missed anything interesting?”

#th.#eli.

amargedom

“If you think adventure is dangerous, try routine. It is lethal.”

— Paulo Coelho (via naturaekos)

#insp.

eclipseul

SELENE as ANDI AGOSTI

REBELDE 1x07 | ‘Til Dawn

#vis.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ veronica feat. hedwig

hedwig had been caught in worse positions before , but regardless , he still would have preferred to show at least an ounce of professionalism in front of the person that had unexpectedly come into tracks so early . usually at this hour the record store was quiet , peaceful , only occupied by the one or two employees required to open the store , but today looked a little different from usual , apparently , and that was how hedwig got caught standing on two stacked boxes placed up on top of the counter . he was incredibly high up , and quite frankly , an occupational health and safety nightmare that swayed back and forth . “ sorry , didn’t expect to be seeing anyone in just yet . ” he apologised , suddenly made aware of the grand height as he balanced carefully and looked down at the other person .

“ uuh , just a second , and i’ll be there with you , just fixing some wires . ” they explained , in the middle of wrapping electrical tape around the worn wires that ran across the wall higher up that what they could reach without the assistance of their wobbly , makeshift set up , the wires connecting to the speakers that would normally be filling the store with the sounds of whatever records the employees wished to play that day . “ just a second . ” he repeated , beginning to feel pressured to get the job done quickly so he didn’t keep them waiting , but as he began to rush the job he lost his grip on the tape and it fell to the ground . as he attempted to catch the falling object , hedwig almost lost his footing , wobbling a tremendous amount before he could catch himself on the wall . his heart raced as he almost fell , and he began thinking that perhaps this wasn’t the smartest idea .

veronica knew she had been rostered on to work the opening shift at get juiced this morning, but upon arriving there she found her manager already working, and her manager was quick to blame her, claiming she got the schedule wrong and telling her that she wasn’t needed. veronica didn’t mess around when it came to keeping an organised work schedule; due to her many jobs and her interest in saving herself from making mistakes that could potentially see her fired or in frustrating situations such as the one she was in this morning, it was important to know when she was meant to be somewhere. going to the effort of getting ready and going to the mall - somewhere she would rather avoid as much as she could nowadays after what happened while working at key of reason - only for her to be sent away was more than frustrating. to cool off and to take advantage of the fact that they were already at the mall, veronica headed up to one of their favourite stores, hoping to pick up some new records to occupy their time that was now mostly spent at home.

“what on earth are you doing up there?” she asked immediately, not expecting to find the employee - her friend and bandmate - up so high on such an unstable makeshift setup (a setup was as good of a word as she could think to describe it, as it definitely in no way resembled a ladder). “aren’t there other people you can call to fix something like that? maintenance people or something? surely this isn’t going-” veronica didn’t have time to say that it wasn’t going to end well as hedwig was quick to prove her point. thankfully no one ended up hurt, though veronica was frightened. “hedwig, please.” she wasn’t normally such a cautious or easily-scared person, but so much felt different after she experienced her run in with the skeleton. too many people in the band had head injuries already, veronica didn’t want hedwig’s name added to the list. “you frighten me, you’re frightening me, come down and i will single-handedly call maintenance.” she wasn’t normally the type to beg, but there was no time like the present to start. “do you need a help down?”

#th.#hedwig.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ veronica feat. julian

located outside of shrike mall this is a closed starter for @julianhyun

veronica’s family warned her before she moved away from them that she might come to need them and that she might come to regret her decision, but no matter what predicament she had gotten herself into she had been able to manage it perfectly fine by herself. through struggles apartment hunting, troubles dealing with cultural differences, having her heart broken, living in a town filled with killers on the loose and everything in between, veronica had been able to deal just fine by herself. she felt capable, perfectly independent, strong and brave, but then she had an encounter with the skeleton and she felt stripped of all of those things.

now veronica desperately wished to have her mother by her side to care for her and to heal her wounds, her abuela with her to reignite the spark inside of her that contained her strength and her bravery, her older sister around to march down to the mall and discuss her time off of work at all three of her workplaces and her father at the door watching out for any more forces of evil that threatened to hurt her. she missed her family more than she could say, she missed the comfort they provided and the help they would have offered immediately. veronica felt a lot like a scared child right now, so vulnerable, so hopeless, so close to tears.

regardless of how she felt, however, she was well aware of that fact that she was a grown adult who had to deal with all aspects of the aftermath of the attack. she kept trying to tell herself that she was lucky to only have a head injury, but she knew luck hadn’t truly been by her side and in the back of her mind she knew she only kept telling herself this to ensure her feet kept moving as she made her way to the mall to organise leave at get juiced, julio’s and the very place that the attack had happened - key of reason. it would have been easier to call these places and request what she needed to, but it seemed that every time a manager picked up the phone veronica’s mind paralysed her and rendered her unable to speak of what happened or why she needed a break.

for some reason she thought she would be more successful in person, but the paralysis stemming from fear that she had felt on the phone followed her to the mall and it stopped her from entering. ’it was only one small incident’ she thought, ‘i should be over it by now, and beyond able to do this’ she was frustrated, wishing for things to be easier, but what she wished for and what was able to be her reality weren’t the same things. hopeless wasn’t an emotion veronica was used to, but she was soaking it up uninterrupted - until she saw julian approaching. he was exactly what she needed, she realised suddenly, as he was one of her unofficial family members here in shrike heights. perhaps he would be of service, perhaps he could provide her with with the help she wished her family back home could provide her. “julian!” she called, her desperate tone of voice reminding her of just how difficult she felt this time was.

#clsd.#th.#veronica.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ veronica feat. fiona

located in julio’s. this is a closed starter for @retrocuts

veronica left her entire family behind when moving to shrike heights. she was glad to do it at the time, but admittedly it was hard being away from all you had once known. even when veronica didn’t have much tying her to her hometown - a fact that had made it so easy for her to blindly follow a love interest to another country without hesitation - she discovered she had taken certain things for granted and left without realising she would miss them. certain things she missed were means of comfort and comforting figures that she no longer had available to her in this strange, small town. all was not lost, however! it was right to say that veronica no longer had old means of comfort, but she was a spritely young person who could definitely commit herself to finding what she needed no matter where she went.

they couldn’t say they had many people looking out for them here in shrike heights - that being a kind of comfort that they needed perhaps the most right now - but they were confident in saying that fiona was a person who both cared for them and comforted them. it was fortunate that the two worked together, as that meant veronica often knew where to find fiona at any time of need. they didn’t like to burden her with every problem, but they knew she was someone they could trust and that promise alone worked wonders. it wasn’t always for explicit comfort, sometimes more just for conversation or company - though those things were comforting in their own ways. either way, fiona was a good provider and veronica considered herself extremely lucky to know the woman.

today was a hard day for veronica. a lot of days had difficult moments in them and had since the beginning of the attacks in shrike heights but since veronica encountered the skeleton at the end of a shift at key of reason things had been especially hard. understandably. though she had taken the first few days off of work to try to rest and recover she found she couldn’t stand the loneliness at home or the lack of stimuli that she found there. today she had a shift at julio’s that she hoped would work to take her mind off of what she had endured, but in an act of desperation she had arrived at the bar nearly an hour before she was scheduled to start. she didn’t mind it, preferring to have something to focus her mind on rather than the vivid picture of her attack, and she thought it was especially nice walking in to see fiona there. she waved and spoke once she caught her eye. “hey.” she smiled. “i didn’t realise you were on today. i’m glad you are.”

#clsd.#th.#fiona.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ veronica feat. bowen

bowen had one foot on their skateboard, kicking it back and forth lightly as they sat at one of the high stools at the bar, staring down into the murky depths of their old fashioned and trying to will it to make her feel better. most of the time, she was okay with her new lot in life, but there were still days where she felt absolutely miserable. she had tried going down to the skate park and had completely wiped out, and it just reminded her of why she could never go back to doing the sport she loved in the way she used to.

she looked up at the bartender, leaning down so that her hand was resting in her hand, propped up with her elbow agains the bar. “what drink do you recommend to make a miserable person less miserable?” she asked. “does such a thing exist? or am i doomed to be miserable until my brain decides to stop being miserable?”

veronica’s mind often went into autopilot when they worked. it was the very reason why they had gotten so many jobs to occupy so much of their time; after having their heartbroken they needed the distraction and nothing seemed to work better than keeping busy and away from any external factors that could work to crush her spirits and break her heart anymore than what she already endured. veronica’s heart wasn’t broken anymore, not really, but they still had plenty of reasons to need to keep busy. she was doing just that moments before bowen spoke to her, busy wiping up a tipped over glass of thankfully just left over ice. they were happy to give up the job to step closer to the other. “less miserable?” they acted as if they were properly pondering the question. “i would recommend one ticket on the next greyhound outta here.” maybe it wasn’t the time for jokes; veronica hoped bowen received it well. “i’m not sure if such a thing exists - it certainly does for some people. others are left weeping on the bar until i have to bring a sponge to mop it up no matter what they drink. i’m willing to help you figure it out, if you’re game.”

#th.#veronica.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ veronica feat. julian

Julian laughed when veronica said they must’ve known it was his special day. “I almost requested it off, but I decided to leave it to chance,” he said, raising a brow playfully. “Guess I got lucky. And… luckier still that I ran into you,” he added. It’s not that he didn’t take the murders seriously. He did! But having to think about them all the time was an incredible burden, and he was glad that Veronica was down to treat him to some drinks.

“I was ready to spend the rest of the night sulking, but I can’t turn down an offer like that,” he mused. He knew he liked working with her for a reason. Veronica was a bright person, and her good mood was contagious, even for someone as sulky as he was. Julian pushed himself away from the wall and took a deep breath. “Alright, lead the way,” he mused. “I’m not nearly as wasted as I’d like to get on a night like tonight,” he joked.Sure, he’d had a few drinks already, but it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary.

It’s not like he planned on getting completely trashed, but getting a good buzz going to forget how miserable he felt otherwise sounded like a damn good idea that night.

veronica felt flattered that julian considered himself lucky to have run into her. it was always a good feeling to have a friend who could express that they cared and enjoyed your presence, especially at a time like this when it was easy to feel like no one was enjoying anything. veronica wouldn’t blame a single person in shrike heights for no longer being able to find enjoyment out of a single thing, but regardless, they were going to do everything they could to try to make julian’s night good. it was the least they could do, and something he seriously deserved. everyone had their coping mechanisms, some people were right to keep hidden away in their homes for protection, but some people deserved to take a night to simply breathe and feel like how life used to before all of this started.

“sulking? that’s definitely not what you’re meant to be doing on your birthday of all days! i won’t have it, even if-” she almost said ‘even if it’s the last thing i do’, but she suddenly stopped after coming to the realisation that it could be horribly insensitive to say at a time like this. “even if i have to pull out all the stops for you, i will, my dear friend.” she laughed, glad to have saved her sentence and not caring to explain it to the other - not right now at least.

“getting people wasted is quite literally my job.” it was one of many jobs veronica had at the mall right now, she seemed to be everywhere at times, and while it wasn’t her favourite job it certainly wasn’t her least favourite either. she picked up julio’s shifts more than she did get juiced ones. “i could lead you there in my sleep, come on friend!” she reached over to take his hand, planning on pulling him there with all of her enthusiasm.

#th.#julian.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ veronica feat. julian

Julian wrinkled his nose and exhaled a quiet laugh at Veronica when she said she’d said birthdays had to be special. Of course she’d say that, and he should’ve known better. He wouldn’t admit that simply having said pulled him a little bit out of the rut he’d dug himself into.

“Vero, that’s hella cheesy,” he chuffed, raising his brows and turning to look at her. “But I get it…” He exhaled a puff of smoke away from her and pushed himself up off of the wall. At the offer for a drink, he looked at her, then looked at the mall entrance, then back at her. “I guess I could go for a drink. It’s not like we can go for a mall after-hours adventure like in Mannequin. Not with all the shit that’s been… you know,” he gestured vaguely with his hand. “Happening.”

Like, you know, murder. But he didn’t want to speak it out loud and manifest it. Not tonight, anyway. He took a deep breath and put his cigarette out on the bottom of his boot, then flicked it to the ash tray above the trashcan nearby. You workin’ tonight?” he asked, tilting his head towards Julio’s.

veronica didn’t mind being referred to as cheesy; they were expressive sometimes in whimsical - or cheesy - ways and they were confident enough to be able to handle any judgement over it. judgement wasn’t what she felt from julian, however, not even as he pointed out what her words truthfully were. but along with cheesy they were truthful and veronica was very happy to find that julian must have agreed at least somewhat, at least enough to agree to plans with her.

“brilliant!” she did a little jump of excitement. it was one thing to be lucky enough to convince a friend to spend time with her, but it was another thing when it was their birthday too. veronica made anything she could special, so this drink being a birthday drink over one only regular was as big of a deal as she could make it. what wasn’t so brilliant was the last part of her company’s comment, the acknowledgment of what was happening around town. she took the crimes seriously, but she hated dwelling on them at times when it wasn’t mandatory to face them so head on.

“i’m not working tonight, in a shocking turn of events i have a night off. they must have known it was your special day.” she laughed, already moving past the slight dip in conversation content because she felt he deserved a birthday much more pleasant than one tainted by the killers’ cynical actions. “working or not, however, i can access the most delicious discount for you as my gift.” she proposed, a grin on her face. she didn’t want julian to believe she didn’t take what was happening in town seriously, but she didn’t want to be the one bringing them down tonight of all nights; she wanted to uplift and entertain her friend, that was one of her more real gifts to him this birthday.

#th.#julian.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ veronica feat. julian

Julian rolled his shoulder lightly. It just didn’t feel like a particularly festive time for him right now. Even at that moment, he stood outside with his back and left foot pressed up against the wall he was leaning into. One hand rested heavily in his pocket, fingers curled around a lighter he was fidgeting with slightly. His free hand held a half-gone cigarette up to his lips, and he exhaled away from anyone who might’ve been nearby or even approaching. As usual, he looked like he’d gotten maybe two winks of sleep in the past week with the dark circles under his eyes, and that weary look on his face, but it wasn’t out of the norm for him.

He heard footsteps approaching, but he didn’t look up. There were already a few drinks in him, and at this point, if a serial killer wanted to make a target out of him, maybe it would be better than having to get up early tomorrow for an opening shift at Key of Reason. Not that he didn’t love his job, of course. He just hated mornings.

“You know… Who said birthdays have to be special anyway? I don’t feel any different. More haggard maybe,” he said wearily.

“who said?” veronica wasn’t afraid to immediately jump into conversation with anyone; it was lucky that she just so happened to find someone she actually knew and liked seeing out here. “well… i did. i said.” from an extremely young age veronica had been on a mission to make everything special, not just birthdays. birthdays were a perfect excuse and a more conventional way of pulling people into exciting adventures, an excuse veronica would use every single time when able to, but truthfully she aimed to reach birthday level celebration and exhilaration every single day of her life.

“you don’t have to feel different, you shouldn’t be celebrating difference on your birthday. just… life.” it was a cheesy thing to say, veronica could feel it, but at the same time it felt more relevant than it ever had before in her life. with so many shrike residents becoming injured or worse because of the killers and their evil scheme, one really should be celebrating their life on their birthday of all days. “so can i buy you a drink? or are you too old - too haggard - for that now?” if his answer came back as a rejection for a drink, veronica’s mind was already buzzing with ideas for what else she could do to help julian celebrate.

#th.#julian.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ veronica feat. hayden

Hayden couldn’t ice skate for shit, but that didn’t matter—he liked to just hike out to Lake Love every now and then, and even further up into the mountains when it wasn’t so bitterly cold, and just clear his head. He kept talking and talking all day, and it didn’t give him much of a chance to think. After the early morning broadcast that Saturday, he found himself going out to the lake again, testing the ice out with his sturdy boots before pushing off one foot and gliding a few feet in towards the center. The ice was still thick enough to support his weight, but he wasn’t willing to go any further in—he was certain if he broke through the ice, he’d drown in less than a minute out of his own stupidity and panic.

When he heard the rustle of bushes behind him, he immediately whipped around. The sudden movement made him lose his balance, and he let out a yelp as he landed flat on his ass on the ice. His head flicked back and forth as he tried to figure out who was there. “Hey, if you’re one of the serial killers please don’t, like, serial kill me. This would be super embarrassing, me on my ass on the ice and unable to get away from, like, the fuckin’ ice skate killer or whoever is out here.”

veronica was always on the hunt for a good adventure, and even though she had lived in this town for a whole year already, she found there was still so much potential for new adventures and discoveries here. the mountain range was an area she hadn’t ventured to too often (it was a trek to reach and the weather had been miserable, leading her to stay home more than usual) but for an unknown reason her curiosity and urge to get out and find excitement lead her up to lake love today. she hadn’t intended on finding hayden out on the ice, nor had she meant to cause him to fall by making casual noise while approaching the area. half of her felt guilty seeing him land harshly on the ground, but the other half of her sort of wanted to… laugh. she didn’t laugh, but she smirked as she spoke.

“can you serial kill someone? is that what you’d call a murder of someone who’s killed by a serial killer? i feel like the definition is too particular with serial killing, so i don’t know if it works that way.” she was picking apart his words for no good reason, really only to have some fun with the situation she found herself in. “i’m not here to kill you though, serially or otherwise. though you did give me a very enjoyable mental image of you out there stumbling like bambi on the ice.” she did laugh this time. “maybe i shouldn’t admit that i find that funny though, maybe i should clarify that it wouldn’t actually be funny if it was happening, if you were trying to get away from a real killer.” she spoke so casually, clearly one of the shrike heights residents that hadn’t yet been touched so personally by the crimes.

#th.#hayden.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ veronica feat. elora

elora cursed low under her breath as the package in her hand ripped open, the small silver discs spilling out all over the floor with a clatter. these batteries were supposed to last her a couple of months, and she really couldn’t afford to lose any of them. so of course, she wasn’t really paying attention as she crawled around on the floor of the mall, frantically searching and collecting the lost batteries in her palm. without the batteries that were now scattered across the mall’s hallway, she also couldn’t hear much of anything going on around her. so, of course, she ran headfirst into someone’s leg.

she let out an audible gasp, jumping backwards and landing painfully on her ass with a wince. “god, i am so sorry. i wasn’t payin’ any attention.” she was blushing furiously for a moment, until her eye caught a little glint of silver just behind her victim’s foot. “ah, there you are, you blimy bastard.” she held the battery up proudly before dropping it in her palm. it made a soft clink against the others. “okay. two left. ain’t suppose you’ve seen a little battery roll by, ay?”

veronica’s attention was completely captured by the half of the ripped up note they had found on the floor of the mall as they walked out from one of their workplaces. she was being nosey (and perhaps an ounce disrespectful) by trying to decipher the messy handwriting, but she couldn’t help herself; it was interesting, a seemingly tragic valentine’s letter that must have been torn either before or after it was gifted to whoever ‘r’ was. she was busy wishing she had the bottom half of the note when elora caught her by surprise.

“i wasn’t paying attention either, you’re all good.” veronica laughed, unphased by the headbutt to her leg as it was reminiscent of plenty of accidents veronica herself had had with strangers. “batteries? nah. i’ve been working on my own mystery.” she held up the letter to show the other girl, before she took a moment to scan the floor around them for any more of the small, silver things. “i could help you look, though. and maybe you could tell me whether or not you know who this letter was for. it’s juicy stuff.”

#th.#elora.

Trending Blogs

Recently Viewed Blogs

* reckless