Violet had been keeping an eye on her brother through the window and immediately heard him yell out, even though the balcony was closed. She was stubborn, this was true, and she felt that she had a far better understanding of the whole situation but she swallowed it down and sighed, opening the door and just sort of standing there quietly.
“Why won’t it get off?” Cisco whined, giving up on the collar and slamming his hands down on his lap. He reached for his glass, which had just a small amount of alcohol left in it. He brought the glass to his mouth and dumped the contents into his mouth, setting the glass on the cold ground next to him, completely oblivious of all his surroundings.
Cisco backup 