What was that?
Was that it?
Customarily when addressed by a friend, especially when said friendship was established for at least month and bonding experiences had been shared, something more than a head nod was expected in return. Rose would have accepted a range of returns, from hug to a high-five, even a wave would have sufficed. Head nods were not on that spectrum, therefore she did not accept it. A slight pout formed on her face. She had just left her date with Octavius to come in and say hello, the least Kendall could do was--- Octavius!
Rose jerkily swerved in her chair, proving that control over it was difficult. Where had he.... she looked around, but after a few seconds many of the patrons faces began to blur together and it overwhelmed her. He was here! Somewhere! Perhaps he was still outside.... the noise of heavily placed coins on the bar top table snapped Rose's attention back to Kendall. What was he doing?
"Are you leaving now?" she blurted, leaning forward slightly as she spoke to him. But she had just gotten here! Why was he leaving? It wasn't that late, was it? Rose's pout from before was still present; he wasn't leaving because of her, was he? She shook her head. No, that was silly; it was something else. And if it was something else, then---
"Nooo-- stay Kendall!" she pleaded, tipping slightly to rest her hand on his shoulder. "Octavius is here, we'll have some fun!" Rose nodded her head enthusiastically, and began to slip one of her legs down toward the ground to stand up again.
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