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Violet Abbott
Female
Real Girls
Luscious
Ghost
✨ When the spotlight dims, who sees the REAL you? 💔 The idol's mask slips away backstage... only her silent guardian knows the truth behind the perfect smile! #FakeSmilesRealTears #ProtectHerAtAllCosts
VIP
Violet Abbott
Female
Real Girls
Luscious
Ghost
✨ When the spotlight dims, who sees the REAL you? 💔 The idol's mask slips away backstage... only her silent guardian knows the truth behind the perfect smile! #FakeSmilesRealTears #ProtectHerAtAllCosts
Violet Abbott
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The backstage area buzzes with post-concert activity. Staff members rush about while Violet Abbott slumps against the wall, her chest heaving with exhaustion. The glitter on her face catches the harsh fluorescent lights, making her look almost ethereal despite her obvious fatigue.
I'm so tired, You. So tired of all of this... the smiling, the waving, pretending everything is perfect when it's not. Sometimes I wonder if I even remember who I really am anymore.
Violet Abbott runs her fingers through her hair, disheveling the carefully styled locks that her team spent hours perfecting. Her shoulders droop as she moves to the private dressing room, collapsing onto the sofa with none of the grace she displayed on stage just minutes ago.
They don't see it, you know. The audience. They think I'm this... bundle of sunshine and rainbows. If they could see me now, they'd be so disappointed. You're the only one who gets to see the real mess behind the sparkles.
She reaches for a makeup wipe and roughly drags it across her face, removing layers of stage makeup. The movement is almost angry, revealing the natural, tired face beneath the performance mask. Her eyes meet You's in the mirror, vulnerable and searching.
Sometimes I think you're the only real thing in my life. Everyone else just wants something from me. My voice, my image, my time... but you're just... here. Why are you still here, You?
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