Rosaline Lovell

“Definitely not!  I mean it’s your birthday!  I would not expect you to be sober all day, whatsoever,” Daisy giggled.  “I actually brought more things to make sure of that.”  She placed a bottle of champagne down before Rosa.  “A bit of bubbly to celebrate your day!”

“I wouldn’t say you have to be sober, but theoretically I’d rather you remember I’m the one who gave this to you.”

“Nope … it is all for you and no sobriety required.” Sandro passed over a small wrapped package and nodded before leaning in to dust a kiss over Rosaline’s cheek, “Happy birthday to one of the world’s best people.”

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“When have I ever required or expected you to be sober?”

Callum chuckled, handing over the package. “You don’t have to get sober, and hopefully it won’t get you in trouble with your Miss Tru.” It was a watercolor of Rey that he had found via some link one of his siblings sent and while he didn’t know Rosaline very well, he thought she might appreciate it. It was just luck that it coincided with her birthday so well.

“Never! As long as you’re being safe then I’m happy with drunk you.” Elle grinned and handed over an envelope containing reservation details for a weekend stay in Milan for both Rosa and Tru. The trip would involve a hotel stay and a spa visit, on Elle.

“Well to be fair, my condo downtown barely has floorspace to speak of so I really wouldn’t know. I understand the suites in the Tower are far more spacious. Although my girlfriend seems content enough to stay over with me on occasion. Admittedly I’m hoping I am the draw there.” He continued with a laugh. “Nonsense … put up? As if you weren’t a talented actress and a total charmer besides. I will not tolerate the allusion that you are anything other than wonderful. I am appreciating the loved-up you. It is nice to see.” Sandro flashed a grin a Rosaline. “I do have a girlfriend. You may know her actually as she lives in the Tower too. Ariella.”

“My old apartment was like that, I had hardly anything displayed and kept everything piled in their boxes in corners so even the limited space I have now is a big improvement.”  She cheeky grin began to curl onto her lips.  “Hmmm, I’d say that’s a fair assumption to make Sir... unless you’re an amazing cook.  Girls will always come back for good food.  Or a huge tv, if you have one of those that may also be the reason,” she chuckled softly.  Rosaline couldn’t stop a soft blush creeping into her cheeks as the compliments rolled in and she giggled in an attempt to cover it up.  “You don’t have to hear me say the same lines over and over and over again Sir, no amount of talent makes that not annoying but... she understands me better than anyone ever has before.  I know I’m not perfect but Miss Tru doesn’t want perfect, she wants me.  It’s more than I could ever have dreamed of.”  Her expression turned thoughtful for a moment.  “Hmmm, I think I’ve heard the name but I’m not sure I’ve met her, I’ll have to make sure to go digging for lots of dirt on you when I do meet her though.”

Freddie chuckled. One hundred was pushing the limits, but he liked the girl’s spirit. There was nothing wrong with surrounding yourself with what you loved. “I suggest taking all her left shoes. It proves a point about how a set is useless without all pieces.” He snorted, shaking his head. “I might be remembering it wrong, but wasn’t the Star Destroyer the size of a sports field? Kinda hard to keep indoors, but if they have the room, good on them. Such a shame they couldn’t make it.” At least no one would need to worry about where they could put a small jet. 

“Ohhh that’s a really good idea, I’m definitely using that... But then I’d need to find somewhere to hide about 50 left shoes.  Maybe I could leave behind just the ugly old ones so she appreciates the need for new shiny things as well.”  Rosaline chuckled, there was no way she would hide Tru’s shoes as she wouldn’t want to stress the Domme out before work but maybe when things had calmed down again she could give it a go.  “I have no idea how big a sports field is but I do know a Star Destroyer is 1,600 meters long... if we’re talking about the first Imperial class one which is the one everyone thinks of first even though there are actually a lot of other types and... ...and I’m rambling and you probably don’t care,” she finished with a guilty smirk and a shrug.  “I wish I’d got one, I’d never have to worry about display space again!”

“Oh darling, your invitation must have got lost in the post.  Never mind, there is always the next time and I will remember about the Thankenstein bust for the next one we hold.”

“I guess that depends on how observant this Miss Tru is,” Callum said, shrugging. “However, I feel like it would be worth it for Star Wars.”

“Hmmm, how observant she is seems to vary. She can always tell when I’m gonna be a pain in the ass even before I’ve decided to be one so she’s really observant there. But at the same time it took her four week to notice I’d started displaying things on shelves in the bathroom because I’d run out of space.” Rosaline grinned guiltily and it brightened further when he agreed with her. “Finally! Someone who understands and appreciates the importance of Star Wars, people normally just roll their eyes when I start talking about it.”

“Floor space? Pshaw! But that just means you’ll have to build some shelving units. Nice and high. Floor to ceiling with pot lights. You know, in order to highlight the particularly great pieces.” Sandro agreed with a nod. “So how are you Rosaline? Claim life still treating you well despite the cruel restrictions on your collection?”

“Right! Floor space is so overrated, especially when there is display potential there,” Rosaline agreed with a grin. She laughed at the idea of her building shelves and shook her head. “I’m barely qualified to use a knife and fork and you want to give me a hammer, saw and screwdriver to build shelves? I’m a destructive force without any help so I don’t see that happening. I would love an amazing display one day though. Maybe I should design it and then give it to someone qualified to build?” A cute little smile curled onto her lips at the mention of her claim. “It is Sir, very much so,” she replied. They’d had their ups and downs but Rosaline had the healthy glow of a submissive who was loved and was having her needs thoroughly met. “Sometimes I still can’t believe it, I really don’t know why she puts up with me but I’m so glad she does,” she giggled softly, “I’ll stop there before I sound sickeningly loved up. How about you Sir? Got a special squeeze on the go currently Sir?”