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JOANNA BIT down on her lower lip, laying down on Violet's bed as she continued to draw. Luckily, Violet was too preoccupied with being a wannabe model to notice Joanna doodling away.
"Jo?" Violet called out, turning to look at Joanna who was zoned out with her drawing.
"Jo," Violet repeated as she walked over to where the blonde was seated.
She went over to where Joanna was, accidentally knocking the blonde's sketchbook out of her hands. It landed on the ground and Violet managed to grab it before Joanna could.
"Sorry about that," Violet replied before she flipped through several of the pages.
"I - It's fine, honestly. If I could just have it back now, that'd be great," Joanna replied.
"Hold on," Violet said, pausing when she noticed a portrait of a girl.
It looked like her, the girl in the portrait smoking a cigarette. She looked incredibly sad as well, Violet seemingly transfixed by it.
"Is this me?" Violet asked, looking up at Joanna who nodded.
"Yeah. I know it's probably creepy and you're mad at me -," Joanna began to say.
