Presidential Suite, Arms Hotel - Very Early Monday Morning

[guardianborn]

Rose lay across the bed as she watched Lissa pack her bag. It felt normal for once. After thirteen years of being best friends, she'd watched Lissa pack or unpack or choose her clothes for a party a million times. Not that Rose never did any of those things, but Lissa took so much longer than the waiting and advice and snarkery was pretty

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[royal_spirit]

"Rose," Lissa called again. She was laughing now at her friend's lack of response. Finally she threw a dress at her, nearly collapsing in giggles as it draped off Rose's head. "Earth to Rose. Are you asleep?"

[guardianborn]

"What? No!" Rose pulled the dress off her head, scowling as she finger-combed her hair back into place. "Sorry. I was kinda thinking."

[royal_spirit]

"Must've been something good to distract you that much," she commented, retrieving her dress and starting to fold it carefully again.

[guardianborn]

She rolled her eyes at Lissa before replying fondly: "or I'm just crappy at thinking. We're not all as crazy smart as you. I wish the weekend was longer. Or that I was going back with you."