Room in Arms Hotel - Sunday Night

[guardianborn]

With everything else going on this weekend, Rose had been able to convince herself that she didn't need to tell Dimitri about her plans until the last minute. Now...wasn't the last minute but she was starting to wonder if she maybe should let him in on the whole 'let's go to Russia' plan

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[guardian_god]

If everything was fine, Rose wouldn't be jumping every time her phone rang. Dimitri looked up from where he was stretched on the sofa. "What's going on, Roza? You look jumpy." Yes, stating the obvious.

[guardianborn]

Rose turned to eye him, unable not to smile a little at Dimitri being right there on the couch. Even if not being in his old apartment in Fandom seemed weird.

"Lissa keeps texting me," she said. Then added hurriedly: "nothing's wrong. She's just checking up."

[guardian_god]

The sofa wasn't quite long enough for him, but Dimitri didn't mind his feet hanging off the furniture if she didn't.

Rose's story, however, sounded strange to him since he didn't understand checking up right then. "She's aware we'll see her tomorrow, no?"

[guardianborn]

Why would she care? Even if he looked kind of uncomfortable. Rose decided to wander over to steal the edge of the couch and sit next to him.

"Why would that matter? It's what phones are for, you know," she said, smirking at him. "Well, okay, you don't."