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And the sky was made of amethyst...
And all the stars looked just like little fish...
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'You should learn when to go...'
YOU SHOULD LEARN HOW TO SAY NO
♙♙♙☂xxxViolet tugged at her many layer of dress. She was so preoccupied with the irritating, constant heat that she didn't even feel the presence of the man until he bumped into her from behind, knocking her out of his path.
Not ready for this, the girl lost her footing and tripped over her own feet; the heels she wore didn't help, her feet were so sore from walking.
Violet fell to the side of the road in a heap of sweat and fabric and heat. Her hands broke her fall and her head snapped forward to see who this man was.
Tall, dark... the heat rose to Violet's cheek.
No one pushed her around.
After pushing herself back up onto her feet, her fingers curled into fists.
"Wrong girl," she mumbled, taking off after him at lightning speed and slipping a piece of pipe from her sleeve.
Violet raised it as she ran, she was nearly upon him when she swung.