"Don't talk about him." Viola snapped back, interrupting Hera mid-sentence. She scowled at her cousin, placing her spoon down. "I know what you're gonna say. I just need time alone, time to think. Well before him I was alone. I had nobody - he told me that after school we would be together, and he lied. So now that I'm an adult, I can do whatever the fuck I want without some scumbag holding me back."
"Vi..." Hera started, but silenced herself as Viola ranted on about this boy. Hera couldn't help but feel sorry for her...sitting back in her seat, she sighed.
"I know how you feel...more than anybody. I know what it's like to be betrayed. But selling yourself to every Tom, Dick, and Harry isn't going to help. Sure, go and party if you must - get it out of your system, but eventually, you will find someone who really wants to be there, and not for just a fling. He was a kid, Vi. You were both at school, same house, same interests...but when you date someone older, sometimes it can just disappear. He left school and felt like a kid in a sweet shop; didn't know what to do with himself. If you do the same, then you're only proving his process right."