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Rose had actually been enjoying herself--- until in a sudden frenzy she remembered she hadn't fed the cat all day. So, with a quick wave to Danielle and Donovan, she left to pop back home to a borderline murderous feline that proved to be difficult to feed in a floor-length dress. It had taken longer than she expected, but knowing that Danielle and Donovan were hopefully having some resemblance of an enjoyable time eased her worries.

After their scare, Rose had wanted to give them something that would hopefully make them feel a little better--- and what was better than dressing up nice to partake in luxurious activities all night?

But now she wanted to get back, perhaps finally meet Thomas' Samantha--- hence the rushing to the lift. She wrapped her hand around the door, initially happy to have made it before it closed. She swayed slightly to catch her breath, only looking up to the other person inside who had presumably held it for her after composing herself.

Was it possible to violently loose your breath after just catching it? Apparently so. Rose teetered on her heels, feeling unrealistically uncomfortable and caught . She knew who this man was. She did not want to get on the lift with him, but what choice did she have now? It would be incredibly rude to have made him wait, hold the door, and then decide not to ride after seeing his face. No one could afford being that rude to the practical host of the party, let alone her of all people.

Fiercely biting the inside of her lip, Rose ducked her head low and slipped inside to the furthest corner, which really wasn't that far at all considering how small the lift was. The question of whether or not the infamous Axbanger would have cared if she blatantly choose to opt out was not something she thought of until she was already inside. Somehow she figured it wouldn't have bothered him in the slightest.