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So as Roscoe walks in, Ivory lays into him. She’s pissed! Ruby and Annabelle left her to watch after the teens, and Roscoe slipped away and got brought home by a cop!?
He’s definitely in trouble. She’s not going to tell Ruby, this time, but he’s grounded and he better act like it.
So let’s recap: Roscoe woke up in a mood, confronted his friends girlfriend for flirting with other people, then got caught out after curfew and taken home in a police car, while said friends girlfriend stood there watching.
This hasn’t been his day.
So they lose friendship, I fully expect them to fight, and instead Felicity tries to win him over with a joke about storm clouds blowing over-
except Roscoe is out past curfew and apparently that means A COP IS AT THE PARK.
“Roscoe! It’s so nice to see-” Felicity, smiling widely, held her arms out to hug him, but he cut in before she could finish her thought.
“Look, Felicity-” She interrupted him in turn.
“Yes?”
The cheerful look hadn’t left her face, but Roscoe’s rage only got worse. He’d never seen that expression on her when she was around Roux, the boy head over heels for her.
“I’ve had it up to here,” Roscoe held his hand high over Felicity’s head. “With how you treat my friend. I’ve put up with it because Roux clearly likes you a lot. I’m going to give you the barest benefits of the doubts, and assume you weren’t actually flirting with me before-”
“Why you-” Felicity started towards him, but Roscoe didn’t back down, and kept talking like she’d never stopped, scowling all the time.
“but if I ever catch wind of you doing anything that would hurt Roux, in any regard, you will have me to reckon with.”
“Oh really.” She leaned in, all warmth gone from her eyes. In one way, it was a relief to no longer be one of her targets. “Do you reckon?” Sarcasm dripped off her words. “Who would he believe, if you were right? His beloved girlfriend, or the boy he’s clashed with since he was a kid?”
Roscoe’s glare didn’t lessen. Let her believe what she would, Roscoe was certain Roux would trust his word, if it came to it.
Meanwhile, Roscoe is discussing with Primrose how Felicity was definitely coming onto him earlier. Primrose, to no surprise, throws out fire as a suggestion, but only for a moment before they thoroughly think over what to actually do.
They decide it’s time for a confrontation to be sure Roscoe understood correctly. Primrose offered to go with but Roscoe decided to do this alone.
Uh oh. I’m sure this won’t have any bearing on how this day goes.
I do not appreciate Felicity’s ‘I’m flirting with the prom king” face.
So Roscoe opened the door to Felicity’s trick or treating... and unfortunately, I think she’s decided Roscoe is the treat.
I do not like how Felicity seems to gravitate towards Prom Kings.
