Chapter Twelve : Scarlett The Deranged Maniac

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CRIMSON QUINN SPEAKEASY LOUNGE

[Song: Stay High - Tove Lo]

The next day, in the dim lit main room, Cherry and I are looking at the speakeasy goers playing at the poker tables and slot machines.

Cherry and I are sitting at the bar counter with our glasses of butterscotch rum and sips on it with cinnamon sticks.

Cherry and I are sitting at the bar counter with our glasses of butterscotch rum and sips on it with cinnamon sticks

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"I admit, Violetquinn. Your butterscotch rum is really good. And the cinnamon stick adds a cinnamon flavor to it." said Cherry.

[Song ends]

"Thanks, but I knew you were gonna like it when you tried it." I said to her, taking another swig of my homemade butterscotch rum drink and looks at Cherry, who small smiles at me. "What?"

"You've matured, Violet. You're still the same person as always, but you've matured." Cherry said to me.

"Thanks, Cherry." I said to her, and glances at the slot machines. "Have you played at the slot machines?"

"Spencey and I have played a few." Cherry replied to me. "It's pretty fun by the way. You should try it out sometimes."

"Yeah, I might sometimes." I said to Cherry.

Cherry and I exchange small smiles at each other and we drink more of our butterscotch rum cocktail drink with cinnamon straws.

[Song: Don't Start Now - Dua Lipa]

Afterwards, Cherry and I, along with other dancers, are dancing together on the dance carpet floor. The lights are pink and blue. Cherry and I exchange smiles at each other. She twirls me around and I twirl her around, exchange playfully chuckles with each other.

Cherry pulls out her phone and takes some pictures of Me and herself on her Pictagram with the tag; #ChioletatCrimsonQuinnSpeakeasy.

Cherry and I exchange small chuckles with each other.

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JEN'S DINER

Later on that day, Cherry and I are sitting at the diner counter with our milkshakes.
She has her usual strawberry milkshake. And I have a French vanilla milkshake.

I small smile at the pictures of Cherry and Me that Cherry had taken at the Crimson Quinn. And she posted it on her Pictagram page.

"You actually posted us on your Pictagram page?" I asked.

"I absolutely did, hope you didn't mind." Cherry said.

"Nope." I said to her.

"Do you have Pictagram?" Cherry asked me.

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