#ofviolins

@ofviolins​ said: "You don't have to do what they're asking of you."

▌█ ∵   🎩   ∵ █ ▌   She had never been alone, not until she was 19, she didn’t UNDERSTAND things the same way Vanya did but, she KNEW what it was like to feel outcasted. School had always been HARD for her. It was clear she just needed SOMEONE she could count on and it was TRAGIC to think that none of her SIBLINGS would offer that to her. Being an ONLY CHILD gave Faye some advantages and this was ONE of them.   ❝ Look, Vanya I know I just kind of stumbled into all of this and your family but--- If you ever need someone I am here okay? ❞ Faye was never the NICEST person especially after she was kicked out of her HOUSE but, she was trying to be BETTER. Vanya was kind and in that kindness Faye saw a deep desire to just connect with someone. What happened to her, from the brief skimming that Faye did of her book wasn’t FAIR. And if she could offer anything to the other, even to just be there for her when she needed she was GOING TO DO THAT.  ❝ I know what it is like to have family betray you so if you ever want to get a drink and talk about it, or just you know, talk about anything I’ll be your girl deal ? ❞

Klaus knew she was right as he wondered about the right answer to her question himself. How could she? Hmmm maybe she could ask that one Indian girl with the limp? Oh oh or maybe that one skinny man with 8 toes. Nah... she would find her answer at that one red haired girl with freckles and a huge mole on her cheek.  “Gosh that’s right.... but you did.” he said with a cheeky grin. 

Diego squinted at Vanya as they shared drinks in the bar not far from the manor after coming from 1963. He thought for a moment and then raised a finger at her. “You have had entirely too much to drink, but at this point, I’m going to have to agree with you, considering our childhoods were robbed from us.” Diego shrugged. “Yours more than mine, actually, now that I think about it. And you know what I came here to do? Not think.” He finished his whiskey and curled a finger at the bartender to keep them coming. “In this reality, though, you’re thirty, and I think older than me by a few months, so hey, drink up, big sis!”

❝O..oh! I’m sorry!❞ Cheeks tinted a light pink color and Sophie’s hands wrung together almost nervously as she peered up at the woman upon the STAGE. She wasn’t exactly sure WHAT had PERSUADED her to divert from her path along the side walk, but before she had even realized what she had been doing, the blonde found herself entering the NEARLY abandoned concert hall. Heels had CLICKED upon the tile as she slowly crept towards the stage, and it wasn’t until the violin had STOPPED and the stranger’s voice had picked UP did she realize she had been staring. ❝I ... didn’t mean to INTERRUPT. I heard it as I was walking past. I just ... that was BEAUTIFUL.❞