Certifiably Insane
*Violet's POV* I finally make it to Rebecca’s and knock on the front door. She answers it and a smile crosses her face when she answers it and she hugs me. “Vi!” “Hey Becca!” I say and hug her back. She leads me towards the kitchen and says, “I just made coffee. Do you want some?” “Um, yes. What kind of question is that?” She grins and then pours us each a mug with some milk in it. We bring our mugs to the living room and sit cross legged in our normal spots on the sectional. “So, how are your classes going?” I ask her and then take a sip of my coffee. “They’re fine. Nothing too difficult yet. I have an entire class dedicated to tragedies and, not surprisingly, a lot of them are by Shakespeare. That guy had some serious issues. How about you?” “Classes are fine, I guess.” “Just
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