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One week

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One week. One week it's been and all I've done was stay in bed and read. I didn't want to move, or do anything at all.

Why did a dead woman affect me so much?

Violet has been in and out, going to work and then bringing me food sometimes. She brought me take out mostly and whatever was cooked in the house when she got back.

I told Violet not to make me anything. The girl couldn't cook to save her life. The most I would allow her to bring me is bread but she might burn the bread on accident.

I was thankful for her though, she understood what I was going through and always managed to put a smile on my face.

"Ow" I winced when I felt a book hit my head. Rubbing the side of my head I glared at Violet.

"You aren't paying attention to me dumbass" she rolled her eyes gently resting my book on the bed.

"Sorry" I apologized.

"Right as I was saying" she started and I zoned out again. I felt another hit on my head and this time I hit her back.

"Bitch I'm going to fuck your ass up" she threatened and I grinned.

Ha 'fuck my ass up'

"Oh please do" I smirked and she glared at me.

"Shut up and pay attention" she groaned and I sighed actually paying attention now.

"I'm listening" I said.

"Right so it's been a while since we did something fun and your going through shit" she started and I kept eye contact with her as she spoke.

"We were going to do something fun but then you ditched my ass" I rolled my eyes and she gave me a side glare.

"We couldn't even do it, people were there" she defended and I squinted my eyes at her.

"So any suggestions as to what we should do?" she questioned changing the topic and I laced my finger with her's, playing with the ring she had on.

It matched mines and I always wore it. We bought it a while ago and since then I've never went out without it.

"The club?" I suggested and her face lit up in excitement.

"Yes! sexy dresses, alcohol and hot men and women" she clapped her hands together and I grinned.

"Color theme?" I questioned and she stopped her movements.

"I don't know" she shrugged and I sighed.

We are both indecisive. So whenever it came down to making decisions we could never make one.

We would just ask Google instead.

"Black" I said and nodded her head.

It was plain but we are also picky so I choose the easier option.

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