A Little Help? || Rose x Brad
Heaving a sigh of irritation, Rose frowned, looking over the top of her sunglasses to survey the Area around her. She’d been wandering around the massive campus for the last thirty minutes looking for the art department—but she was no closer to finding the damned thing then she’d been when she’d arrived. Twice she had stopped students that were milling around to ask for directions, and both times she’d been given directions—completely conflicting ones—that lead her on a wild goose chase, only adding to her frustration. It was almost enough to make her give up and return to Clarence’s house , calling it a day, especially since this wasn’t something that Lissa requested she do.
Technically, she shouldn’t even be on the campus, since guidelines stated that if a Moroi declined accepting a guardian assignment, their safety was their own concern. Adrian’s continued refusal to Lissa’s offer meant his safety shouldn’t be a priority—but Rose didn’t give a shit about guidelines. Even though he hated her, she still cared about him, and because of that, she had to make sure he was safe. Which was why she was sweating her ass off, looking for a building she was beginning to think was non-existent.
“You’d think with as expensive as college is they could spring for a damn ‘you are here’ map,” she huffed, glancing around with her hands on her hips. Her frown turned into an anticipatory smile as her eyes fell on a young man with an open sketchpad sitting on a bench a few yards away. Setting out in his direction, she only hoped that the guy would know how to give fucking directions.
