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Greatest of Friends || Violet and Veronica
“Darling,” Violet stood to greet her friend – something she didn’t do for just anyone – and gave her a quick hug before they got seated. As soon as Veronica was settled, Violet signaled for the waiter to join them. She knew Veronica only had a certain amount of time for her break and she didn’t want her to feel rushed.
“Hmm? Oh, yes. I didn’t end up going. Thought I would stand him up for a change,” She laughed, as though it was just a game they played and not a bitter disappointment every time Will called to cancel – if he bothered to call at all. “I think it may have been a waste of time, anyway. Father was not impressed. Honestly, I think you may have seen a more splendid display from those crayon pieces. But perhaps you and I might judge for ourselves? We could stop in this weekend and if we are not pleasantly surprised, we can laugh about it later.”
As much as Violet enjoyed spending time with Will, she would be the first to admit that she did like it best when she was with Veronica and the ability to expose her to art (for better or worse) was one of her life’s greatest pleasures. When Veronica was happy, so was Violet.
Violet fidgeted in her chair, trying to locate the waiter she thought she had flagged down a moment ago. “Ugh, sometimes the service here is god awful. I do wish you had time enough for us to meet at The Tasting Room every now and again.”
Despite her complaints, Violet did like like the rustic charm of this place because she only had good memories here. No one else in her circle of friends even knew this place existed and even though it was not exactly to Violet’s tastes, it was their place and could never hate it, for that reason alone.
Veronica smiled as she sat across from Violet. Even in her work attire sitting in a restaurant that had fake flowers as a centerpiece, it was hard not to feel even the slightest bit more glamorous when dining with Violet. That wasn’t of course why Veronica loved her so-- it was an added perk, one might say.Â
“Good!” she proclaimed when Violet informed her she had decided not to go with Will as opposed to the other way around. “He is hardly worth you time, Vi...” she glanced over her shoulder to the bored waiter who was fiddling with his phone. “Will, I mean.” Â
Violet could date anyone she chose, yet she seemed to keep going back to Will Stark. She wasn’t sure Violet even really liked him that much... though it was a rare occurrence that her best friend showed much outwardly affection towards anyone. Vee herself was the rare exception to the rule.Â
Veronica gave her friend a sympathetic smile as she tried to flag down the waiter. “I wish I did too,” she said with a sigh, though she knew deep down the Tasting Room was far beyond her budget. Violet, of course, would pick up the tab before Veronica could even begin to protest. Sometimes Vee wondered if Violet was a much better friend to her than Vee could ever be to Violet.
“Let’s do it,” Vee said when Violet turned back to her. “Go to the gallery, I mean. I’m sure I can say equally as pretentious sounding things as Will,” she joked. “And I promise not to back on at the last minute! Oh-- and buy drinks!”
Well... at least one drink.Â














