she was waiting in her room for alex as they agreed upon. while she adored having him there, cosette had a growing curiosity of alex and how he lived... she wanted to give him absolutely everything he needed, but there was a point that she knew she couldn’t cross. heaven forbid he thought she was pitying him -- she wasn’t, cosette was just worried. she’d seen people deteriorate from living on the streets and she didn’t want alex being one of them. still, everything in her life was so sheltered. and if the two were growing closer and more intimate, she wanted to really know him. the blonde sat on her bed, idly working on a needlepoint as she waited for him to visit her that night. at this point, she left her windows unlocked so he could come and go.
