Rose smiled at the flowers Annette sent, sweet kid, really. She placed the flowers on a vase and started puttering around her room. She's had a fairly busy couple of days, one worrying over Jack and Parker's trip then meeting students assigned to her then learning about Jack's condition from Parker. Today, Rose was just going to enjoy Valentines, ( Read more... )

The package arrived earlier than she expected, like morning early but despite the early hour, Rose recieved it with a grin, signing the recieving copy and dialled Mickey's number only to get his voicemail that didn't dampen her enthusiasm to shower him with praise, though: "You did it, Mickey! I love you, I really do. Get yourself a big steak ( Read more... )

Tired, drained and too cold for her comfort, Rose said goodbye to Clark and went back to her flat, barely functioning. Her bed was a welcome sight and the warmth of her room, heaven but before crashing and crashing hard, Rose took out her Superphone and dialled Jack's number.

She'd come to the whole Shadow debacle purely by coincidence,  if she ( Read more... )

If there was something Rose wasn't it was a morning person but her alarm rang at precisely 7:30 am and it persisted to ring dragging Rose from blissful sleep into the morning. She pulled the pillow over her head to drown out the noise to no avail, it continued in a shrill beeping staccato until, finally, frustrated she turned over, groaning and hit ( Read more... )

It was really late and Rose was more than a little bit inebirated and so was Jack, after the night of drinking still slowplaying, OMG! they had in Caritas, Rose made an executive decision and brought him back to her flat to crash for the night.

((ooc: for Jack))