Violet huffed. “It just pisses me off. He’s just this awkward little hamster when he texts.” Violet went into the kitchen and got a trash bag, putting the broken shards of glass carefully into the bag.
“Did you just call my best friend an awkward little hamster?” Cisco said, cocking his head to the side. “Of all the descriptions, and you choose awkward and hamster? You’re so weird.” He laughed, placing what was left of the frames on the kitchen counter. “You know, before you left I converted the office into a room for you. I moved my office to my room. You’re welcome here anytime.”
Cisco backup 