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Rose Zeller (_rose_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

It was one thing to be away on a mission, being away from Rolf, missing him fiercely though finding that focusing on work made the longing bearable. Being the one to stay behind, while Rolf went out? That was quite a different matter, and Rose suddenly had a completely newfound understanding for the lonely feeling Rolf had experienced the times she had been gone. Sure, Dennis was there, and that was always great, but curling up with him – while very nice indeed – just wasn’t the same, and she got the feeling that Dennis was beginning to feel a little crowded.

The few journal messages had been like a soothing balm, and Rose couldn’t help but wonder if it would be easier to be the one staying behind if she had known that he was enjoying what he was doing. Probably it would, because all she wanted to do, was get him away from that job that made his words on the page brim with frustration and sometimes even disgust. So when that final message had come through, that he was coming home, she had dived back into the work she had been doing at his place, wanting to get the books out of the way so they wouldn’t have to waste time on them until next week, when they had had plenty of time say ‘hello’.

When the POP of Rolf’s Apparation reached her, she was still in the old shirt – it smelled like him – she had found in his closet after her shower, the Bestiary’s books spread out on the dining table, where she was scribbling furiously with one hand, while the other hand and arm was filling in for a kitty bed for Bast. She earned an annoyed growl from the cat when she eased her arm out from under it and got up, only to stop when she saw Rolf. “Hi,” she said, her face lighting up in a bright smile, she was so happy to see him, though also concerned about the fatigue she could see in his face.