This one left her reeling. Rosalie tried to get away from the feeling of being so inebriated, but she couldn't escape from the scene. Even worse, she couldn't escape the smug indifference to the whole scene: the cheap greasy environment, the drugs on the table, the man overdosing in front of her. There was no panic, or concern, just an underlying anger towards a parent, which Rosalie recognized. This came from someone rich and rebellious.
Shaken, she turned away from Daniel's door. Whatever this was, Rosalie didn't want to give him an excuse to kick her out, or to say that his detox was getting to her. She went up to the East balcony instead, looking out over the city, trying to collect herself and trying to forget the image of the cocaine and the man who had been across from her.