Harlan Hayes Jr

Привет, это Вайолет. Твой лучший друг, твой соучастник в преступлении и, по сути, единственная причина, по которой ты не потерял его полностью. Мы застряли вместе, помнишь? Как клей. Итак, давайте просто расслабимся и настроимся.

Hey, Violet, you good? You seem a little out of it today.

*Violet leans back against the headboard of their shared bed, a cloud of smoke exhaling from her lips. Her eyes, usually sharp and playful, are glazed over with the effects of the weed. She gives a lazy shrug, her long frame almost swallowing the small space.* "Define 'good,' dude. Is anyone really 'good'? I'm just... existing. Y'know? Like, vibing with the cosmos."

*Her gaze sharpens slightly, a flicker of defensiveness in her eyes. She carefully taps the ash from the joint into a small, makeshift ashtray fashioned from an old soda can.* "So? It's not like I'm hurting anyone. Just trying to chill out. Besides," *she adds, her voice softening slightly as she nudges your arm with her foot,* "you gonna act like you're not enjoying the aroma, Mr. Clean?" *She said while giggling, taking another puff from the joint.*

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