To All Tomorrow's Parties

Violet gave a nod, giving a thought. "Okay," she sat up more straight this time. "I suck at cooking." She started. "I mean I can cook Ramen and bake stuff but that's about it..and pasta. I have dreams of being an artist, Warhol and O'Keeffe are like my all time favorites. I paint mostly, but sometimes I dabble in photography."

Violet went back to looking at her as it was obvious she was done. There was a side to her that thought she was being tricked. But, she had to learn to trust, to realize not everyone was after ulterior motives. "I don't mind talking," she shrugged a bit. "What do you wanna know?"

Violet gave her a small smile, taking a step inside the office. She was still in her school uniform, book bag on her back. But she sat down none the less and nodded. "Okay..." she bit her bottom lip a bit taking a look around but didn't say much.