@dualblossomspinner x
Not even bothering with her hair this morning, the only thing on Violet’s mind was to get out -- out of her bed, out of her room, out of her turbulent mind. After the whole present fiasco, she has to prevent herself from falling into despair... -- but was it even possible? When she’s fallen so low was there even a way back up from all this mess?
Her feet and mind drag her to god knows where. While she was able to eye the individual from her peripheral and walk around accordingly, she did not expect the large staff behind them. The thing nearly knocks her off her feet and back to her senses. Though she was able to duck and avoid any injuries, no one could avoid the confrontation to come.
“Watch it, will you?” Eyes narrow and a defined scowl communicates her expression. Even though she recognized the individual as Marta, today, neither friend nor foe were safe from her wrath. “Why would you carry around such a huge thing outside?!”
