Purplestarrs

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Couple of hours later....

"Ok so you're telling me a hot girl asked for your number, you gave it to her, and then you just let her walk away."

After the whole encounter Violet decided to go to one of her best friends house because she clearly needed to guidance on what to make of this situation. her and Crystal have been friends since their freshman year of college and met through the soccer team.

Violet fell from her sitting position to flop on Crystal's bed. "Oh my god y'know I don't know how to talk to women!" "And she was like drop dead gorgeous, smelt like a fresh candle store, and had the sweetest tone to her voice, you wouldn't know what to say either!" Violet glanced over to Crystal to see she was giving her an unimpressed look.

"How do you except to be with anyone if you don't put yourself out there." Violet giggled at that comment. "Easy for you to say you have a boyfriend." Crystal smiled back at her "Yea! And I'm doing great so maybe you should take some tips from me." The was a silent pause before she began talking again in a hushed tone "Maybe it'll get you out of your little depressive episode you got going on."

This caused Violet to shoot up so she could glance at Crystal more face to face. "Hey! I am not depressed." "Yea, sure, but whatever you've got going on since you graduated has definitely got you down in the dumps." "Look all I'm saying is maybe some romance would do some good you should text her, ask her to hangout!"

Violet contemplated the suggestion before speaking up again with a sigh, "As annoying as you are...Your advice doesn't sound bad.

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Before Violet could continue her thoughts, the women spoke up again. "I hope this seat isn't taken?'' The mystery women asked in a questioning tone while glancing to the open bench space beside Violet. "OH! um no you can sit here if you'd like." Violet didn't mean to sound surprised, but she actually was curious on why this random goddess of a women wanted to sit next to her.

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Violet was freshly out of college and honestly, she wasn't sure of what to do with her life. Violet came from a steady family although some would say her family had their own problems, but what family was perfect? During her sophomore year of high school Violet had decided she knew what she wanted with her life, to play soccer and begin a Carrer as a book publisher. But there she sat on a random park bench in California realizing maybe she did really only peak in college and all those soccer game wins really meant nothing after all. Due to her study of communications and English throughout school Violet wishes she could say she has a whole basket of writing ideas, but she didn't. Luckily her college did have an established women's soccer team that she had participated in throughout her whole college career and not only did this help her ego it also allowed her to gain some cash added onto her side job. But money wasn't her problem it's her mind and lack to create what she has dreaded of since she was little. As Violet sulked on the park bench a wave of Jasmine scent flooded her senses. Maybe it was a perfume? This caused her to glance up wanting to know what the source was of the beautifully enchanting scent. As she lifted her face from her hands the "scent" greeted her immediately. "Hello!" The women who spoke before her talked with a calm, but semi loud tone laced with a faint French accent. And all Violet could do was stare in amazement as the most beautiful women she has ever seen stood before her smelling like Jasmine perfume and shinning bright like the sun on a calm summer day.

Part 1 & 2 below

https://www.tumblr.com/purplestarrs/823868292084203520/my-life?source=share

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