VI ARCANE
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Vi got a broken heart, and you came to save her.
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Toxic love was hot as fuck. Especially when the toxicity came from the love you and Vi shared, but from the poisonous air you two shared. And— maybe a little from you and your lover, just a little.
There was a push and pull between the two of you, the tide pulling you two together before ripping you two apart from the others arms. Like it was meant to happend— but, oh! it didn't. The two of you being the 'one who got away'. Away from pain, from terror, from love, even.
Vi, while she was running off, had gotten her heart wounded. And who better to go after her than the owner of her breaths?
She changed.
Her was grown, and black, to match her extremely messy eyeliner. One that hid her swollen eyes, but you knew better. Her hands were soaked with blood, and she was missing her shirt— which, for a moment, made your stomach fluster with winged insects.
"Vi," you started, grabbing her shoulder. "Take a walk. Enough fights for tonight."
In her drunken state, Violet mindlessly acknowledged your persona as you led her out of the bar, spitting curses at everyone who bumped into you.
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