Violet shook her head, rubbing her temples with a sigh as she followed him into her purple room. “You and Hartley didn’t do anything on my bed, right?”
“No.” He said matter-of-factly before taking a long draw from the bottle and setting it on his desk on the far side of the room. “Okay, so tell me about Detroit.” Cisco said, crawling up on the bed and cuddling under the blanket he brought with him. “What are you two going to do on this little trip?”
Cisco backup 