[ Sometime during all the fuckery of the event when Rose can't sleep, she'll enter Sorrow's temple and leave a jar of potpourri next to Faith's candle that she keeps lit. A note is attached to it that reads: ]
Hope you get the energy you need from all this. Finally managed to figure out how to put together potpourri from the flowers you gave me.
Thanks again, Rosie
(P.S. Can you even smell it? I probably should've thought of that first I guess. If not, it's cool. Hopefully the thought counts.)
Not really. Don't tell Carlisle, but I stole some petals from his stuff too. They smell nice.
[ There's a pause between this set of texts and the next, but- Honesty. She'd promised. Talk out her feelings more or... whatever. ]
Hey. Mind humoring me and answering a question?
I can't hurt you, right? Like. Not that I would, I just. Saw some shit in the mirrors that made me worry and, I don't know. I just wanna' make sure it's not possible.
A lot of reasons. When I first got here, you told me you were just trying to get your people back. I'd lost almost everyone from Haven so it just... stuck with me. I would've done anything for them back, so I understood what you meant. You danced with me at the masquerade when you totally did not have to at all and I honestly didn't expect you to. Then when I wanted to die, you told me I was needed.
And I don't hold what you have to get energy against you anymore since I know that's just how it is. So like for as much of an asshole as you can be sometimes, you've still been really good to me.
You're my friend. Well. I think of you as my friend but like. You don't have to think the same way.
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Hope you get the energy you need from all this.
Finally managed to figure out how to put together potpourri from the flowers you gave me.
Thanks again,
Rosie
(P.S. Can you even smell it? I probably should've thought of that first I guess. If not, it's cool. Hopefully the thought counts.)
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Thank you. It's a kind gesture.
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No problem, dude.
Just let me know when the smell starts to fade, I'll replace it!
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Don't tell Carlisle, but I stole some petals from his stuff too.
They smell nice.
[ There's a pause between this set of texts and the next,
but- Honesty. She'd promised. Talk out her feelings more or... whatever. ]
Hey.
Mind humoring me and answering a question?
I can't hurt you, right?
Like. Not that I would, I just. Saw some shit in the mirrors that made me worry and, I don't know. I just wanna' make sure it's not possible.
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You cannot. Very little in this universe can physically harm us and you are not capable of any of it on your own.
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That makes me feel better.
I, like. Care about you or whatever, so. I don't wanna see you get hurt, if I can help it. Especially not by my hands.
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A lot of reasons.
When I first got here, you told me you were just trying to get your people back. I'd lost almost everyone from Haven so it just... stuck with me. I would've done anything for them back, so I understood what you meant.
You danced with me at the masquerade when you totally did not have to at all and I honestly didn't expect you to.
Then when I wanted to die, you told me I was needed.
And I don't hold what you have to get energy against you anymore since I know that's just how it is.
So like for as much of an asshole as you can be sometimes, you've still been really good to me.
You're my friend. Well. I think of you as my friend but like. You don't have to think the same way.
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[Asshole comment aside...]
Thank you, then. For your care and your consideration. It's good to know that we have someone on our side.
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but okay
that's enough Real Feelings for one day, if you don't mind
i'm going to go back to pretending I don't have them
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