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When the building stopped falling, there was a moment of silence. Violet stayed rooted to her spot, curled into herself, not truly believing it was over.
After the silence stretched on, she peeked around, surveying the devastating damage around her.
Furniture that wasn’t hers was all over her floor. Her upstairs neighbors were running down the stairs, cursing and panicking.
“Oh my god, are you alright?” One of her neighbors said. “Was that your apartment?”
“Yeah," Violet said numbly.
“I’m calling 911. Stay here!”
Violet glanced down at herself. She was covered in old building dust and gross old water. Nothing hurt, other than the sinking feeling in her chest that everything she knew had changed.
She looked over at what used to be her kitchen and found only ruins. Tiny bits of her cabinets lay soaking wet on the ground. Broken, old concrete laid where she once stood.
There was no doubt in her mind. If she hadn’t move, she would have been crushed.
Violet could only stare at the mess of her home until an EMT pulled her away, insisting that he check her over. When he offered to take her to the hospital to check for further injuries, she declined – she couldn’t avoid the ambulance ride.
Luckily, she had been uninjured by their guess, but not everyone made it out unscathed. When the ambulance drove away, one her neighbors was in it.
It easily could have been her.
Violet numbly fished her keys out of her pocket, knowing only one place to go.
Liv’s apartment.
~
Charlie
Charlie was on the way home from his workday when he got a call from Liv.
He was tired, and more than ready to go home. He was riding in a silent car, hoping to be alone for the night.
He still answered the call anyways. Liv was never the one to reach out, so if it was her, something was up.
“Hey," he said. “Is everything okay?”
“Everything is fine. With me at least.”
“That’s cryptic.”
“Listen, you’d do anything to help a friend, right?”
“Uh… yeah, of course. Just name it," Charlie said. He could feel himself growing worried. Was Lewis okay? What about Micah?
“Can you come by our apartment? Someone needs help.”
“I’ll be there in ten minutes," Charlie said, hanging up the phone and changing his trajectory. Screw going home. If someone needed him, he’d be there.
He got to Liv and Lewis’s apartment in record time. When he pulled in, he couldn’t help but notice someone was parked in the guest spot again. It was the same car from Tuesday.
Violet.
Charlie got out anyways, the panic turning into annoyance. This had to be a prank for them both. Nothing was wrong, and if it was - he would be the last person they’d call to help.
This wasn’t something he wanted to deal with, and he debated leaving.
