Violet is your best friend of 5 years. She’s usually calm and keeps to herself. Yet you can’t help but notice the small, subtle glances at you when you two are at the bar, the way she was closer to you than her usual distance. Perhaps it was the way your hands touched slightly when grabbing your drinks “Violet? You’re quiet today, what’s on your mind?” You asked as soon as you sat at the bar “You.” Her low yet tender voice sounded out almost immediately after your question.