A little luck and a lot of tea (part three, I think)
Brendon Urie imagine
Warnings, self harm, good music
A little luck and a lot of tea (definitely part three)
"Fancy." She murmured, walking a bit further into the large house. "Well, a living room will do." She chuckled, walking a bit further and finding one. The large brown couch was as comfy as it looked, and she pulled out her phone. "Hmm." She put on something loud, most likely Atreyu, and stuck her ear buds in. Unsurprisingly, she fell asleep.
"Should we like....wake her up?" A woman asked nervously. Someone grunted in reply and cautiously touched the girls shoulder. She flinched awake before sitting back. "Hello." She murmured, clicking her phone of and standing up. "Its a pleasure to meet you Violet. I'm Sarah." She smiled falsely, nodding at the woman. "The pleasure is mine." Nobody spoke for a few agonizing seconds, and Brendon cleared his throat. "Sarah's been shopping all day, she's a bit of an over doer." She elbowed him in the ribs and he raised his eyebrows. "I'm just warning her." Violet raised and eyebrow before sitting back down. "I'm afraid I don't share your affinity, miss. I hate shopping, unless its at a game store." She looked slightly dissapointed, but shook it off. "Well, I brought home some pizza for dinner?" Brendon smiled and violet followed them into the surprisingly modest dining room. They dug in, while Violet remained silent in her seat. "What's wrong?" She flashed a quick smile. "Nothing really. I've just got a smidge of an allergy for pineapple." She chuckled. "A true curse." Sarah stopped eating, horrified. "I'll make you something, what would you like?" Violet laughed a bit and waved her back down. "I'm fine, I wouldn't worry about it. Not very hungry, either. Thank you though." They were both acting robotic and awkward, while violet seemed far too relaxed. Once the pair finished eating, Sarah stood up."I've got a bit of a surprise, I don't know if you'll like it or not." Sarah murmured. Violet raised a brow. "Nothing was necessary, I'm sure I'll love it." Sarah gestured for violet to follow her up the winding staircase. "This is your room." She pushed open the door and violet made a small sound in the back of her throat. "Thank you very much, I love it.' She smiled and
glanced around the room. "Your bags are in the closet, and we'll go clothes shopping soon. Violet smiled. "Again, thank you. I should probably get some sleep." Sarah smiled and left, giving a small goodnight and shutting the door. She unpacked her clothes and took in the room. She had a queen bed with a dark red cover, black curtains, a desk, a large green rug, and a TV with a playstation. "Rich people know how to live, for sure." She got dressed for bed and slid under the covers, passing out fairly quickly.
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"Wake up!" She yawned and sat up. "Good morning." Brendon Urie was standing in the door, and it took her a moment to realize why. When it all came back to her, she smiled tightly. "You like coffee, right?" She sighed and shook her head. "No, I'm afraid I like tea, addict." He huffed and tapped the doorframe. "Well, if you ever intend on coming down, I think sarah has some in the back of the cupboard." Violet smiled. "What kind of a person would I be if I didn't bring my own tea?" He grinned and walked backwards out of the room. She took her time getting dressed, grabbing a package of tea before skipping down the stairs, and to the dining room. She was correct. They were sitting at the table. "Help yourself, anything in the kitchen. Violet tapped her chin and walked in, deciding to make a simple breakfast sandwich, with eggs and bacon. After she made her tea and sat at the table, brendon frowned down at his cereal and looked at her food. She sighed and gave him half of the sandwich, earning a bright smile. "Not bad." She shrugged and wiped her mouth, kicking her chair back with a sigh. "So, if I'm a respectable teenage girl without a fake ID, what can I do for fun around here?"
Hi guys. Before you ask, yes, I wrote this a while ago. I'm swamped with school lately, but you don't care about that. I'm working on a request, and if anyone else wants something, go ahead, it'll get done. Probably this weekend....anywhore.
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