// You’ve known a whole bouquet of Rose Lalondes, each of them charming and noble and severe and just. They’ve each been your hero, your mentor, and your friend in equal measure.
Briar isn’t any of those things. Briar would be politely described as ‘complicated’ and impolitely labeled a hot mess. Which is also an accurate summation of you, so, hey. You met her expecting the goddess Nemesis and you got a very flawed, very unique human being; sometimes you can’t stand her, sometimes she’s the only one talking any sense, and no matter what you can’t seem to break away. All you’re sure of is that the two of you are in orbit, spiraling toward either a messy collision or a waltz for the ages.