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notpurple-violet:

Violet smiled and patted his back. “I was being sarcastic, Mister. And yes, it’s amazing that I can look my age, huh? Yeah, I’m enjoying myself. Open Bar. A boy that asked me out. Overall a productive day.”

“I knew that!” Cisco scoffed, attempting to play it off cool. It was obvious he was out of his element. “Free food, open bar. I’m definitely going to have to call a cab or ask Barry to run me home.” Cisco laughed, eating again.

Violet laughed and popped one of his food bites into her mouth. “Oliver said yes to Barry,” she said, a warm smile breaking through her voice.

“Even if he didn’t, you know just as well as I do that you would’ve chased after him anyway…” He trailed off, looking around the party venue at all the people. “Should I go and change? I really feel weird in this.”

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