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Violet's sitting off to the side, playing with the fabric of the pillow when you approach her.

"Need a hug?" You ask quietly.

"Do you need one?" She asks.

"It wouldn't hurt." I smile, as I reach in for a hug. We cry into each others shoulders for a couple minutes. (+1 Violet points)

"I can't believe she's gone. You know?" Violet sniffs. "I mean, we had a family dinner just last night. Now she's gone, dad's gone, and mom's probably gone, she was at work."

"It's definitely possible that she's safe. She works as a security guard in a prison, right?" You ask. She nods her head yes. "What's more high security than that?"

"Thanks." Violet smiles weakly. "Random question, but what mascara do you use?"

"I don't wear mascara." You laugh gently.

"Hm," she responds. "You have really pretty lashes."

"Thank you." You smile.

"No problem." Violet grins. "Now leave. I'm done talking. I can't stand extroverts." She laughs.

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