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song I recommend for this chapter: Breathe Me by Sia


Simon:

I walk downstairs, running a hand through my messy bed hair to find a note from Violet on the kitchen counter:

'had to go home, V x'

I sigh at the note, her handwriting messy and barely readable. I crumple the note and throw it in to the bin, grabbing a bowl and pouring some cereal in. I grab the milk and keep the fridge open with my foot as I pour the milk in to my bowl and put the milk back. I sit at the kitchen island, eating my cereal and I check my social media whilst eating. My phone dings and I slide the message notification down and open it.

Violet: yo

Simon: yo? oh, sorry, I forgot you were from the hood.

Violet: hahaha very funny

Simon: I do try

Violet: anyways, I'm walking and bored 

I smile, replying.

Simon: well I'm happy for you 

Violet: you've got such an attitude

Simon: you're so sassy

Violet: I know but you love it, it's one of my greatest qualities

Simon: oh, you've got better qualities?

Violet: many

Simon: name some

Violet: uh, I'm funny

Simon: that's questionable

Violet: your mum is questionable

Simon: did you just make a 'your mum' joke?

Violet: maybe

Simon: you're a disgrace

Violet: well that's rude

Simon: sorry bae

Violet: omg can you not

Simon: can I not what, bae?

Violet: I will actually punch you in the eye

Simon: what ahahah why the eye

Violet: because fuck your eye...that's why

I throw my head back, laughing at her.

Simon: well come and do it then

Violet: I'm slightly busy right now

Simon: oh really, what you doing

Violet: food shopping, I'm currently eating a very delicious cookie, my life's pretty good

Simon: I want a cookie

Violet: come get one then

Simon: want me to pick you up?

Violet: nah, it's cool, I'm almost done, I'll come round later, yeah?

Simon: alright, text me if you need me

Violet: will do bae

I smile at my screen, every time it fades I press it again, not wanting the conversation to leave my eyesight.

Violet:

I haul my shopping bags up the stairs in my apartment building, I'm not sure who broke the lift but someone better fix it because my legs are actually going to break.

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