âQuiet seems good right about now. Why did I think studying in the common room was a good idea.â Vitani grabbed her bag.  âYou coming with?â she asked.
âI can never study with so much people around, I feel like even if I try to concentrate, I canât truly do it because the buzz is still clogging my brain.â She confessed, taking a second to consider her question before scrambling to stack her books. âSure!â
Violet felt some of the everyday tension ease off her shoulders as she walked into the college library. The smell of books and wood filled her nose and she walked towards the familiar blonde with a slight smile on her face. âHi, Elyon!â She greeted her in a soft voice. âI wanted to meet up with you to ask if youâll be joining next yearâs book club. Iâve been thinking about it for a while...â
âYeah,â he agreed, watching her reach for the box. âMaybe itâs karma.â He bit his lip, mentally kicking himself for being a dick about it. âYouâll be okay. The flu is only deadly if youâre old. And last time I checked, you arenât.â Drew sat cross legged against the foot of the couch. He let his head fall back next to her, picking out spots on her ceiling to stare to distract himself from the uncomfortable feeling he got watching her suffer. âIâve had the flu shot this year. Iâm not too worried about it,â he told the ceiling. Drew turned to face her, fighting the urge to move the stray hair from her face. âIâd rather be here with you.â
âWell if itâs Karma Iâm gonna have to make some deep reflecting to make sure this doesnât happy again.â Violet murmured, pulling the blanket closer to her. She couldnât help but chuckle. âThank you, thatâs the best thing Iâve heard today.â Her eyes fluttered, she felt like she might fall asleep at any minute, but she also wanted to talk to Drew. âWow next time take me with you, I always forget about those and regret it later. Case in point.â She replied. Her eyes traveled from the ceiling and down to his face, suddenly realizing how close they actually were. âWell as long as you want to stay, Iâm happy to be with you.â
He stared at Violet as if sheâd grown another head. âToday isnât Thursday?â Atticus asked softly and rubbed at his eyes, finally focusing on all that Violet had said and feeling the worry set over his mind. âDrink this now, please.â He placed his own glass of water in front of her. âYou shouldnât drink that, itâs poison.â Atty replied solemnly⌠forgetting for a moment that he still had a new pack of cigarettes tucked away in his briefcase. âWhat was the book about? And the paper, for that matter.â After asking for another glass and two coffees, he sighed. âEvery year I think Iâm close to finishing, they add another seven steps to get Certified.â
âWhat?â She asked, her eyes widening. âItâs Wednesday isnât it?â Violet could feel herself starting to freak out. âPlease tell me itâs wedenseday because otherwise I stayed up all night writing that freaking paper for nothing because I had another day to do it...â Her eyes went to the glass and she smirked at him. âIs it? Considering how fashionable Adderall and Ritalin arw with wayward students now I wouldâve thought youâd encourage Red Bull.â She joked, drinking the whole glass in two big gulps. âOh it was a YA but a pretty good one at that. Itâs called Six of Crows.â She rolled her eyes. âA paper in Victorian literature and itâs influence on post modern writers.â The brunette quirked an eyebrow. âOh. What did they add now?â
Drew noticed his gritted teeth and quickly relaxed his jaw as a fake smile plastered over his lips. He held the tips of her fingers in his palm, sort-of examining them as he listened. âNo,â he said, locking eyes with her, âIâm just a former addict whoâs the son of adicts, so I know a withdrawal when I see one.â He didnât mean to sound so blunt. He was extremely proud of her for trying to quit. But even the thought of her getting started in the first place brought up strange feelings that were easier to put away when he didnât beat around the bush. âSounds like you also have the flu, though.â Drew pushed himself from the bed to search through her medicine drawer. He grabbed what he was looking for, and a couple other bottles he thought might be useful. âIf we can get your fever down, you might be able to sleep the rest of your symptoms off.â Drew handed her two pills and a bottle of water. âI can stay here, if you want,â he offered, his voice softer than before, âI donât have anywhere to be.â
Violet tensed for a moment, hearing it caught her off guard. She dragged in a slow breath, thinking that telling her this had probably been hard for Drew. âOh...â Nothing else came to mind, but after a moment she added. âWell, at least itâs leaving my body, I guess.â She moved her hand to grab a Kleenex from one of the boxes sheâd placed all around her apartment and blow her nose. âJust my luck, I got sick at the exact same time.â She rested against her pillow as she saw him stand. âYeah, it certainly feels like the flu.â A small smile grazed her lips. âHey, but thanks. For sticking by me even when Iâm sick and gross.â She held her hand up and took the pills, taking each with a long gulp of water. âSure. I have some antibacterial foam if you want some. And we can watch some old movie. If thatâs really okay with you.â She closes her eyes. âI also understand if you need to go, though.â
Purple, very anti-climatic, but sheâs loved it since she was a kid.
Band / Musician
Nirvana, Guns Nâ Roses, The Beatles
Movie / Show
The Maltese Falcon, because for some reason she thinks itâs funny. And Midsommar, because thereâs something deeply disturbing about it that she enjoys.
Book
The Perks of Being a Wallflower, sheâs felt very connected with both Sam and Charlie since she read it the first time.Â
Animal
Birds, for some reason, Violet could spend hours laying in the grass somewhere and watching them fly.Â
Place (Daily life and/or vacation spot)
The Little Bookshop and the Town Library. She also really likes hanging around Top Ten Records.Â
What is/are her...
Theme song(s)?
Into the Black by Chromatics
Pet peeves?
Being interrupted while sheâs reading or writing, especially if people ask her what sheâs reading/writing about. Seeing people eat without washing their hands.Â
Fictional character(s) they relate to the most?
Sara Howard from The Alienist, especially the book version, and Nina from Black Swan.
Most prized possession(s)?
Her laptop and journals because most of what she writes is in them. Her Nirvana vinyls are also very dear to her.
Childhood dream job?
As a child Violetâs dream was being just like her mom, she loved her strength and the way she was a hero to everyone without people really having to know who she was as an individual.Â
Catchphrase(s)?
She does not have a specific catchphrase but it thereâs one thing her friends know to expect from her is any sort of sarcastic, joking retort.Â
Does she...
Have a quote/motto they live by? Which one(s)?
"Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all.â - Helen Keller. This is the motto Violet tells herself whenever sheâs trying to force herself out of her comfort zone.Â
Have any musical talents? Which one(s)?
Absolutely not, besides loving music, sheâs terrible at everything sheâs tried up until now, especially singing.Â
Practice any sport? Which one(s)?
She runs track, mostly because she likes to feel the control she has over her body while she does it, it helps her feel strong.Â
Have a party trick? Which one(s)?
Disappearing from them before things get messy. Sheâs also able to take really long shots, but has yet to show this off to anyone outside her family.Â
Have any phobias? Which one(s)?
Vi is terrified of cockroaches, if she seeâs one she will run out of wherever she is. She can deal with spiders and other crawling critters, but not cockroaches.Â
Have any pets? Which one(s)?
No. She should probably get one, though. Animals help her calm down when sheâs stressed.
Is she...
Allergic to something? To what?
Violet is allergic to almonds, and almond milk too, she was unlucky enough to find this out a couple of months ago when she decided to try an almond milk capuchino. Sheâs also allergic to pork meat, which she doesnât eat anyway, so thatâs okay.Â
Superstitious? If so, what do they believe brings them good/bad luck?
Yes. The girl avoids staircases and is terrified of breaking a mirror, she certainly believes in ghosts and bad luck, the only thing she thinks is bullshit is the whole âblack cats are bad luckâ story.Â
An early bird or night owl?
Sheâs definitely a night owl, she can stay up all night reading, but has the hardest time getting up every morning.Â
A dog or cat person?
Cat person, she likes dogs but theyâre not her style and she enjoys how feisty and independent cats can be.Â
Optimistic or pessimistic?
Pessimistic, but sheâs not set in her ways and if things start to go downhill she may think the worst but she wont give up easily.Â
Indoorsy or outdoorsy?
indoorsy, her favorite days are rainy days where she can stay in, read, watch movies and eat and drink coffee with friends.Â
Violet felt lie there was electricity coursing through her veins as her eyes focused on her friend. âI drank to red bulls before dawn to stay up.â She explained. âWasted half the night reading, I couldnât help but finish my book and by that time it was 4 am and I still had a paper to write.â She explained. âHow was your Thursday night?â Â
Angel knew she hadnât really been away from Costa Serena all that long, but after being suspended, her adoptive parents made her leave the island and move back home until the semester was over. She had to admit that she missed the fast-paced city life in New York, but all her friends were here, so no one could blame her for being happy to be back. As she walked through town, she spotted a familiar face and turned to talk as they passed her. âHey, Iâve only been gone for a few weeks, ya ainât even goinâ to say hello?â
Violet turned to the other girl, her eyebrows going up. She always got nervous when someone approached her in public places, getting an urge to turn invisible but resisting it most of the time. She finally placed Angel, she had shared some classes with her. âOh, hello! Sorry, I didnât see you.â She explained with an apologetic smile.
Drew knew something was up when she hadnât texted him since the day before. There wasnât a day that had gone by since they started hanging out that they didnât at least send a message to say hi, so for her to not even bother to answer the tens of texts heâd sent was worrisome. He wiggled the door open, brow furrowed as he searched for her. As he heard her muffled moan, he leaned over the couch, surprised to see the girl curled up on the hardwood floor. âWhat are you doing?â Drew hurried over to her, kneeling to get a better look. He reached for her hand, but jumped back in shock at the heat radiating off of her. âAre you sick?â he asked, even though he knew the answer. Drew scooped Violet into his arms, his back hitting the couch as he pulled her onto his lap, fingers gently combing through her tangled hair. âChrist, youâre a mess,â he tried to joke, but his unease made the statement shaky.
Violetâs eyes moved up to follow the figure, the vibration of the steps felt familiar even if she couldnât see his face yet, and she knew it was Drew. She felt relief wash over her, at least she wasnât alone now, even if she didnât like to admit it much, she hated being on her own when she was sick. She remembered her mom sitting by her bedside as a kid and how sheâd ask her to stay there until she felt better. âLooking for my phone but then I just didnât want to get up.â She mumbled. âNo, no I just like to get my temperature up from time to time, test that immune system.â She joked half-heartedly. She smiled, letting him carry her and trying to stay still to make it easier for him. âThank you, I always take your compliments to heart.â She replied, her voice raspy. âI donât even know whatâs going on, i probably have the flu.â The brunette admitted. âAlso my hands wonât stop shaking, which is quite annoying.â She closed her eyes as she felt his fingers on her hair. âPlease donât leave me alone.â
Violet had to make an effort to keep her eyes open for more than five seconds. They itched, and her lids were heavy. Her nose was stuffer and her throat sore. But she could have dealt with any of that, what she couldnât deal with was the added pressure of her nicotine withdrawal and the freaking fever that would not go down. She heard her door open but could not muster the courage to get up, hopefully it was Drew and not an ax murdered. Only Drew had a key to her place. âMmhff.â She murmured sadly.
Atta let a small smile flash over her face for a moment before she relapsed into her usual stoic self. âThank you,â she nodded, âUm⌠you could take these addressed ones to the post office, but I was thinking youâd want to stay and campaign a little? We have that parks measure that we really want to pass. Maybe you could chat up a few passerbys.â
Violet smiled, trying to push back her nerves. Campaigning sounded good, she needed the experience if she ever wanted to lead campaigns on her own. Even if just thinking about it gave her social anxiety. âSure. Yeah.â She replied, grabbing some of the fliers. âUh...â She wasnât sure if she should ask but she did anyway to calm her nerves. âAny tips or pointers? On what to talk about, and such. Iâm not always the best at striking up conversations, but I really wanna help with this.â
Atta straightened a sign marked Register Here before looking over her shoulder to see someone admiring it from behind. âHave you registered? The primary is on the 17th, thatâs only 13 days away.â
Violet carefully stepped around the person Atta was talking to, she was good at being discreet, it came with her personality. Once she was behind the counter she let the heavy box down and waited to talk to Atta. âHi. I brought the rest of the pamphlets.â She explained. âIs there anything else that needs to be done?â
âYou look like you are about to get sick so I am going to give you a chance to reconsider your answer.â Despite the door being unlocked for her already, Shenzi did not make a move. Instead, she waited for the brunette to speak again. âI can change that if you would give me a more sure yes.â She laughed as she shook her head. âNo, I can handle it.â
âIâm not going to get sick, this is just a weird situation that also brings me some weird memories.â Violet murmured, gesturing for the girl to get in. She clasped her hands on the steering wheel and took a deep fire breath to get ahold of herself and keep composure. âYou can handle it?â She eased back on the road and floored the accelerator once she was in place, slowly releasing the pedal as they got away from the creepy spot. âSome of that looks like it needs to be disinfected... Do you want any help?â Sheâd helped her parents and even her brother clean up more than once, sheâd even done it for herself sometimes. Training could be hard on everyone and her parents werenât just training anymore.
âTwo timeâs the charm!â He laughed softly as his fingers seamlessly adjusted to the chords; a bit embarrassed he had no clue what the first song was, heâd look it up later. âWe passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when. Although I wasnât there, he said I was his friend.â Matt sang the whole thing with a little smile on his face, looking at Violet once it was done. âDude was the best of us.â
âUh. Yeah. Sorry. I donât even know how I found the other one in the first place.â She mumbled, quietly moving to rest her back against a store pillar and listen to the song. She nodded, moving back to stand straight. âYeah. Too bad he left so soon.â
âShow off.â Attyâs words were thinly veiled under a half-assed cough; he smiled back. âNot really. Itâs actually possible to even play Solitaire with that deck.â He hummed in thought for a few seconds, nodding along to the idea. âAlright, you can go first. Iâm most likely to lose again, anyway.â
âHmm... youâre very good at muttering under your breath though, too bad there isnât a game for that.â She teased. âYou canât lose at two person charades, well just get to make fun of each other and call it a game.â She grinned. âAlright... okay, I got it.â She started featuring wildly, for once not worried about what others would think.