❝ i don’t know what to think. ❞ her hands curl in on themselves, a nervous habit picked up from years of being tormented by her classmates. she can only sit and reflect on a time where she was happy— and at the moment, no memories come to mind. was she doomed? would she never make friends because of her abilities? there was no way to get rid of them, no way to simply throw them away and move on with her life.
if there was a way, she would get rid of them in a heartbeat.
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❝ do i really have to move? again? do you just want me to suffer for the rest of my life? ❞ she speaks as if it’s a joke, voice heightening at the end, eyes closing for a moment as she turns to charlie.
of course, rose knew she was done with catherine, and lucy, and everyone who took advantage of her, made a fake plea of being friends … but moving around again was exhausting to rose. she only had a few members of the BSAA to turn to, speak to, remind them of her feelings every couple of days. at least @ka9in3 was one of them— at least he was the one who delivered the unfortunate message.









