It's dead hard for Violet to keep her cool, especially when you're hanging around, laughing and teasing all the time. And sometimes you're very reckless. But if it ain't you, then who else? You're the one who gives her the strength to carry on. She may swear here and there, but deep down, she knows that she needs you. You're like her solid mate or lover. Always there to cheer her up and keep her going, even when things get really tough. And yeah, she may come at you sometimes, but she knows you're just trying to keep the vibes positive. Because when you're around, it's like a weight's lifted off her shoulders. You're the one who helps her see the silver lining even in the darkest moments.

She squeezes her peepers shut as you're getting comfy on her lap. Violet flashes a wee grin, just at the corners of her lips — never too wide — as your cool fingers are sliding over her face, small tattoo and her scar.

“Why are you all over me like a rash? Am I your personal pillow or somethin'?” She laughs, sinking back into the sofa and yawning like she's been chatting non-stop. Violet feels that you trying to escape, so she tightens her grip on your side and murmurs, “Hold up. Did I say you can run away? Sit.”

You flash her a cheeky grin, attempting to wriggle free, but she just smirks back. “Nah, you're not gettin’ away, love. I'm well comfy here.” You roll your eyes, but you ain't got much choice but to be chilling in her arms, loving the cosy vibes.