#luhpinus

Rosaline was bored. She detested hospitals, and her release couldn't come soon enough. It was early in the afternoon, and she had finally gotten herself out of bed and changed into something more her, and done her makeup after one too many comments from her mother. You never know who is going to visit, Rosaline, she had said, and not having the energy to argue for once she had just done as she said. She felt a bit like she was going through the motions, while simultaneously trying to ignore thinking about what had happened last night. The knock on her door wasn't a surprise, she was sure that it was Cordelia coming to check in on her, so she called that the door was open.

"I'm feeling fine..." she trailed off when she saw the guy from the Hopping Pot that she had bought a drink for standing there. "You're not my sister," she remarked. "Can I help you, Mister...?" She trailed off, realizing she didn't know his name.