[ isabella looks like a mess. in the few days she's been around, violet's never had occasion to see her look anything less than perfectly coiffed, but today, she looks like she wasn't even trying. her hair's been barely brushed, it looks as if she left her make-up on last night, and there are smudges where it looks like she'd been crying, visible beneath the shades she's sporting from violet's side angle.
she glances over, tight-lipped for a second, and then reaches out to pluck the muffin out of her hand. ]
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she glances over, tight-lipped for a second, and then reaches out to pluck the muffin out of her hand. ]
I still do not understand, why you had to stay.