For a small slice of time, Rose believed she had everything under control. Kendall had left St. Mungo's in a hurry, but that was fine, for his quick departure had given her the opportunity to fall back into her seat and process what he said. Not completely, of course, because it still very much felt like she had unknowingly stepped on a time-turning exploding snap, but enough that she could temper her emotions, think, and eventually disapparate home in one piece. She'd even managed to walk through the house calmly and quietly, repeating to herself that a good night's sleep would provide clarity for her overturned and perturbed thoughts. Yes, that would definitely help, and she would wake up in the morning with a clear mind and the ability to deal with every single emotion that was whirling through her mind.
And then, that slice of time ended, and Rose found herself standing awkwardly in her own bedroom, blankly staring at her semi live-in boyfriend. It had been decided that all thoughts of sharing tonight's events could wait until tomorrow, after already previously decided upon good night's sleep, but now, she could tell that wouldn't be so. The sight of Axe propped atop the bed (she would ignore the harem of cats he had surrounding him for the time being) made her mind sputter, and almost instantly her tightly packaged box of emotion within sprang open.
“Kendall just kissed me,” she blurted, and clutched her belongings closer to her chest. It was only now dawning on her just how upset she truly felt, how unsure and how... mislead? She felt. Her bottom lip wibbled as her mouth turned into a deep frown. What Kendall had said, and done, would change everything, their friendship wouldn't be the same now, and it made her sad to think--- guilty to think---
Her face felt hot, not out of embarrassment, but of misplaced hurt. Why had he--- how could he---? Despite trying very hard to fight against it, Rose's eyes turned watery. More words poured out of her mouth. “And told me he thinks he's in love with me,” she burst, finding that her voice sounded quite miserable to her own ears. Rose swallowed thickly in an attempt to mask it, but that just resulted in it sounding cracked and confused with her final words.
"What should I do?"
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