018 // Voice

[pileof_ashes]

Normally, I'm fine with public displays of affection, but this is getting to be a bit too much. I don't want to be subject to mental scarring every time I walk out of my house, so please, take it down a notch or get a room.

[There is a muffled sound as Rose moves away from her journal, so this last part is faint, obviously not meant for anyone to

Comments

/sob five days late. RL is killing me

[tacklesbears]

[he's just going to stare at her, because he saw her flirting with the family dog]

It's all right, bb.<3

[pileof_ashes]

[She gives him a little nod when she sees him. The greeting isn't as enthusiastic as usual.]

<3

[tacklesbears]

What the hell, Rosalie?

[pileof_ashes]

[Have a puzzled look.] What are you talking about?

[tacklesbears]

Talking to the dog?

[pileof_ashes]

His name is Jacob.

[Sob, sorry husband.]

[tacklesbears]

You're kidding me right?

[pileof_ashes]

I've never been more serious.

[tacklesbears]

There's no way. This has to be a joke, right? A prank? You should leave the pranks to me, baby. This isn't even funny.

[pileof_ashes]

Frankly, I don't think we've been giving Jacob the respect he deserves.

[tacklesbears]

[snorts] Okay, we'll bring him a milkbone.

[pileof_ashes]

Emmett... [There is a hint of warning in her voice.]

[tacklesbears]

You're really serious? [he's got disbelief in his, and on his face too]

[pileof_ashes]

Somehow, I'm not surprised that you can't tell.

[tacklesbears]

[he takes a step back, recoiling like he's been slapped or something. It's one thing for her to act this way to Edward but to him? Only when he's done something really wrong.]

What the hell, Rosalie? What did I do?

[pileof_ashes]

It's more of what you didn't do. Perhaps...we should take a break from each other. [The experiment has her in full force.]