Violet rolled her eyes with a smile and took the key. “Ew, you’re so gross.” She thought for a moment. “Hold up. If you had the key in your pocket and you weren’t planning on saying bye how exactly were you planning to give me this grossly affectionate and punny key?”
“You know you love it.” He laughed. “I was going to drop it off at Oliver’s I figured you probably are around there quite a bit.” Cisco dug his shoes into the gravel, trying to think what Violet might do next. His lame attempt at trying to read the girl he’d just met less than a year ago.
Cisco backup 