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Dirty Harry was just ending as we pulled up to Sasha's house. Her parent's car wasn't parked in the driveway, but her brother's car was.

"The hell man? We can't get high if Sasha's brother is in there." I said as we approach the front door.

"Don't worry about him. He's actually Sasha's hookup."

"No shit."

The door is opened by a lean guy wearing gym shorts and an oversized hoodie. He recognizes Michael and figures I'm with him so he lets us pass. Michael leads me down a hallway into a room at the end. We find Sasha fiddling with  what I assumed was a joint. She jerks her head up sending her auburn hair all around her face. "Hey guys."

"Hey baby." Michael said seductively and began making out with her, while I made myself comfortable on a beanbag chair. I plugged in my earphones and began listening to The View from the Afternoon by Arctic Monkeys.

After about a full minute Sasha realized that I was still in the room. "Oh shit, sorry D. Just take that little show as practice for Violet." She said as she winks.

I felt my face begin to burn, "Shut up. She doesn't even li-"

"Hold up." She grabs an earphone and puts it up to her ear and inhales deeply, "OH MY GOD ARCTIC MONKEYS!!!", then she ran to another side of the room and grabbed her phone. It must've been connected to a Bluetooth speaker, because the same song was playing and surpassed the volume of a regular phone. Naturally, Sasha began to air guitar and violently rock her head to the music.

I looked over to Michael. He started smiling at the sight of his partner jamming out. I yelled over the music to him," I guess that explains her shirt." which was black with the AM logo in white. His inaudible laugh seemed to agree.

Somehow the voice of Sasha's brother overcame the music, "HEY SIS, YOU KNOW ANYONE NAMED VIOLET?"

She replied by lowering down the deafening music, "Yeah, just let her in!"

The door opened to reveal combat boots, a short black skirt, and a grey crop top concealed under a leather jacket. And of course hair dyed a vibrant purple to compliment the uniqueness of her birth name.

Violet looked stunning. You know, as usual.

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