Who: Rose thewildrose and Dimitri comradebelikov What: They missed each other and had to see one another. When: Tuesday night Where: Rose's apartment Rating: TBD
Rose was still not pleased about being here. She had sworn to protect Lissa and if her best friend wasn't here, she shouldn't be either. Lissa came first. Always. It did help that Dimitri was here, though. After everything they'd been through if she had to suffer being away from him for too long, it would be misery. It was always misery when she couldn't be with him. That was why she got into so much trouble when he'd gone Strigoi. Hesitating, stalling until she could find a way to save him. But here and now, everything was okay. They were together, he wanted to see her and he'd called her Roza. She loved the way he said her name like that.
Once she'd told him to come over, she'd closed her laptop and walked over to the mirror to pull her hair out of the ponytail holder she had been wearing. He liked her hair long and he'd told her never to cut it, so she wanted to wear it down for him anytime she could. She didn't care about showing off her marks to him. He knew what she'd done. He'd trained her to be as good as she was.
She had just finished running a brush through her hair when she heard the knock at the front door. "I'll get it," she called leaving her room to answer it. She didn't want her roommates to get the door, especially the British girl who looked like her. The whole situation was weird enough without her having to worry about Dimitri checking out another girl. She only wanted him to look at her with longing. No one else.
She opened the door and stood there for a moment, gazing at the man before her. God, he was gorgeous. But he always had been. "Hey comrade," she said with a teasing smile on her face as she stepped back.