"right- so are we drinking tonight?" straight to it - rosalie hadn't even stopped to ask before she pulling it out of her wine fridge and pouring herself a glass. if she was going to be entirely honest with herself, she'd definitely not got over the majority of things and it was making things harder but at least now she felt a little more functional. evelyn was one of the very few she actually trusted - they wouldn't talk about soppy shit but if something important was on ros' mind, she'd tell evelyn - a free judgement zone. clara was on the carpet with some stuffed toys seemingly preoccupied by rearranging them into a scene so ros saw this as her break. she loved her daughter, she did but there was something in her that was trying to justify her feelings of wanting to give other things attention when she would have never done it alone to begin with. "sorry-" rosalie let out a sigh. "how was the night?" @porphyros / evelyn.