How you feeling?
Dean looked over as someone entered his room, he was suffering from some brain loss, “I’m sorry. Do I know you?”
"Whatever you say." She shrugged.
Dean chuckled, going to find the tv.
Violet shook her head and decided to follow Dean to watch television.
Dean grabbed the remote, turning on the tv and flipping through the channels.
Violet plopped down on the couch and closed her eyes sighing.
"Are you okay?"
"Not really, but it's alright you know?"













