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Hard To Explain || William & Rosemary

She grinned at his words. Now that she had seen his reaction, she wasn’t minding wearing a skirt so much. A blush crawled up her face again, realizing he was doing the same thing she was doing just moments ago. He may have been nineteen, but he was just as awkward as she was, so she didn’t have to worry about being too weird. “T-Thanks,” she managed out, stumbling over her words slightly out of embarrassment. She stepped inside quietly, trying not to make a sound against the floor, before leaning her skateboard against the wall.

Hearing why his house was so big, her eyebrows raised slightly, her mouth opening as well in shock. Not really shock, but more over, sombreness. “Oh, I’m,” Rosemary breathed out, running a hand through her curly hair. “I’m sorry.” She could relate. Her face lit up at the sound of food, though, a small smile appearing on her face. “I didn’t eat breakfast because I was asleep until a few hours ago, to be honest,” she said, following the taller boy, constantly checking out his house. “I’m putting all my faith into you to make the best pizza ever, okay?” She fiddled with her phone nervously, before they entered the kitchen, seeing all the ingredients laid out on the island. Her eyes widened in surprise. “I-I was j-just—-” She hadn’t really expected him to make her pizza, to be honest. Any sort of pizza would have been fine if she could spend time with him, but all she could do was stumble upon her words like a little school girl. Nice one, Rosemary.

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"Don't worry about it," he said when she apologized. He didn't want it to seem like it wasn't a big deal but for him on his end, it was just a cover story. His actual parents and sisters were decades dead now. Will kept a careful eye on the house as he walked through it with her, making sure that nothing was out of place and that nothing was suspicious. He was sure that he had gotten everything and after so much time of practice of pretending to be human, he knew how to blend in. He just didn't want anything to go wrong. When she told him that she wanted the best pizza ever, Will just laughed and shrugged. "Well I'll try," he promised her. What he wouldn't tell her was how many summers he, Diana and Henry has spent in Italy.

At her reaction, Will was worried that he had overdone it. It didn't matter if he was living in the 21st century now, he still didn't know how to act like a normal 21st century boy. "You didn't think I'd go for frozen or delivery did you?" he teased lightheartedly. "You want anything to drink? Oh and you can change the music to whatever you want," he told, motioning to the record player and stereo system in the living room.

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Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.

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Sounds like it can get pretty bad.. And a little like Roza.

No, it's just Henry.

Same way he's been for decades.

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Weird? Weird how?

He just gets into his moods where he doesn't want to talk and just drinks a lot.

I just either leave him alone or drink with him.

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Appreciated. — How is Henry? Haven’t seen him since I got back.

Same as ever really.

I don't know, some days he's weird and some he's fine.

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Yeah, but.. Yeah, fair enough. Toss me a bag?

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Yeah here.

Hard To Explain || William & Rosemary

Rosemary’s head snapped up to the male as she heard his voice. A small smile came to her face. “Hey, Will,” she said softly, a small blush crawling up her face. Was she seriously blushing? Fuck! “Nice house,” she said, peering into it curiously. She fidgeted uncomfortably with her skirt. Dammit, she knew she should have gone with her black skinny jeans. “You look…” She raised her eyebrows slightly, a smile coming to her face. “Good.” She shifted uncomfortably again. Fucking hell, this skirt was causing more problems than it made her look good. “Big house, like really big,” she said, somewhat surprised. The superhuman wasn’t exactly familiar with his background, but she didn’t imagine he would live in a house as big as this. It would seem a bit…

A bit lonely.

Her eyes drifted up and down his body another smile gracing her face. Yeah, almost breaking her face coming here was worth it. She spinned her skateboard around on the cement in front of his house. “How much money do you have…?” Not that it was about money, but like, damn. How the fuck. Just like, how. It was beyond comprehension for the teenager. She knew that he had Henry as a sibling, so it would make a little more sense…maybe? “Would it be rude to ask if I could come in?” She grinned cheekily, another blush crawling up her face. Pizza and William was always a plus in her book, so she was excited and somewhat nervous as hell at that moment.

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"Oh um thanks," he said, reaching up and rubbing the back of his neck. He tried to control his gaze, to not look her over too much. Will had never seen Rosemary in a skirt before, he knew that it wasn't really her but she still looked very good in it. "You look...you look," he stammered, trying to find the right word, not wanting to sound like a crude boy from this century, but not too old-fashioned from the times he had been born in, "you look very pretty." God what was it about her that made him act so much like an awkward teenager, like a boy who was actually nineteen and trying to impress the girl that he liked. "Oh yeah come in, come in. Sorry." he told her and stepped aside for her.

When she made the comment about the house and how big it was and asked how much money, Will quickly came up with an excuse, well a lie. After decades it was easy to quickly come up with a lie and he and Henry had their current cover story to use for any curious humans with a lot of questions. "We have a big trust fund from when our parents died," he told her. Wasn't like the two of them made enough money from the Bluebird to afford this place and all their stuff if they had been normal humans. And it wasn't like he could tell her that most of this stuff they had gotten from compulsion. Diana and Henry were never happy just blending in and being normal. "I hope you're hungry," he said as he lead her into the kitchen.

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Watch it!

Jeeze, and Jane asks why I spend some weeks inside without even a glance at the outside world. Children with no adults is scary.

They're just kids.

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I think there comes a time when you meet someone and you just want to make them smile for the rest of your life.

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Hard To Explain || William & Rosemary

Shit. How did these things go? She adjusted her jacket uncomfortably, and looked down at her black skinny jeans and black tank top. Would this be okay? It was only pizza, not some fucking…Grammy dinner or anything. Rosemary’s hands covered her face in frustration as groaned, and paced around her room uncertainly. Would converse be okay? Yeah, it’s not like she could skateboard in high heels. It would totally be fine. The teenager stopped in front of the body length mirror, and adjusted her jacket again, and then brushed off her jeans. A small grimace crossed her face in the mirror, as she glanced to her white closet.

A groan of frustration came from her yet again as she finally succumbed to the thought of wearing a skirt, before she opened the closet, and pulled out a…white…flowery…skirt. With ruffles. The things she does… Her mom got this for her at some department store—-saying something among the lines of ‘it’ll look so good on you,’ or something like that. Staring at the skirt seriously, she crossed her arms over her chest.

Fuck it.

Taking off her skinny jeans and putting the skirt on uncertainly, she looked at the clock. “Oh shit,” she muttered out, grabbing her messenger bag with band pins on it, and her skateboard leaning against her lavender walls. Speeding down the stairs and grabbing her keys on the hook next to the door, she yelled a quick, “Bye losers!” to whoever was in the house. Which totaled to an amount of 0.

Rosemary got on her skateboard, and started off, her balance slightly off. Considering wearing a skirt when she was skateboarding was a relatively bad idea. Constantly having to push it back down when you got up to speed. Thankfully, the ride was uneventful, except for the fact that she fell down like, twice. But it was nothing, since she didn’t get hit by a car or fall on her head. Just on her hands, like usual.

She stopped in front of Will’s house, before looking at her phone, and then at the house again. Pursing her lips awkwardly, she grabbed her skateboard off of the road, and walked up to the house. She extended her hand to knock on the door, but then saw the doorbell. Doorbell, or knock? Too late. Her index finger pressed the doorbell.

No going back now.