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--{♦} How long had it been? Oh right, little devil, it has been a year since your precious flower sent you away to the darkest hole of the basement. But, why do you keep forgetting how long it's been? Are you numb to the sounds of the clock ticking? Possibly.

The forever teen let the voices in his head speak with one another as he sat quietly on the basement's concrete floor. Most days were spent like this: being trapped down in the moldy basement in fear of other ghost's seeing him, thinking through all the horrid things he'd done and only regretting half of them, crying, and even killing new residents. The blond sighed as the voice's repeated her name over and over again. 

Tate still loved Violet, that would always be a fact. But he wasn't very happy with her at the moment. The first few months he was simply sad, another month of pure sobbing, then the rest made him begin to hate the girl. Time never healed his wounds; it simply amplified the pain into a stage of pure hatred. She sent him away without letting him explain himself. She didn't deserve that power. Another voice rambled loudly as Tate tried to regain his own thoughts. Where was she, anyway? In her room? The kitchen? With her family? Why do you even care, Langdon?

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doing it the final time to see which one of the three is picked!

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VIOLET-HARMS message me please! (:

To all of the other Violet's: I'm replying to our threads/making starters for you! I promise we'll rp until the sun don't shine.

Nolan was lying down in his bed, listening to music. It had been a long day of unloading and unpacking and he was exhausted. He let out a long, relaxed breath, ready to go to sleep. But as his eyes drifted closed, he heard a sound coming from the closet. He stood up slowly, moving towards the sound. When he reached the closet, he pulled to doors open quickly, not knowing what he would find.

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"Hi I'm Veronica - Lenore queen of the losers and therapist to the dead. How the fuck can I help you?." Well someone is a bit bitchy today...

When Vivien learned that Violet was going to be giving Tate another chance and they were going to give rather complicated relationship another try - the redhead was supportive of her daughter and wanted nothing more than for things to work out in Violet's favor for once when it came to Tate. But, hearing Violet talk about how she didn't want them to have to force it in order for their relationship to work and she didn't  want to be one of those couples who are miserable with each other because they just weren't truly meant to be with each other. Deep down, Vivien knew what it felt like to have to work extra hard to keep a relationship going and she was afraid that with Violet having seen the many hurdles and issues in her parents marriage over the years, that it had affected the dirty blonde into thinking that was the only option, when you loved someone. 

Naturally, with Violet's self doubt; something she had inherited from Vivien came a million other issues and questions. Vivien could tell that she wanted Tate to be the one and that her daughter was very much taken by the blonde boy, despite all of the hell that he had put not only Violet but their entire family through.