I didn't introduce myself the other day, so ... hello. My name's Ros. Sorry I got so weird the other day, Aspen. Silas is my father, too, so ... this has been a really fucked up few days, as you know.
My brother (who is only five here, which is immensely strange) and I made Christmas biscuits tonight. We have way more than we should eat ourselves, so if anyone wants some, I can make deliveries. The decoration is ... well, a five year old helped. You can imagine.