Allison and Rowan
Rowan frowned at what Allison said on her father considering between all of Allison’s siblings and her, she had an idea on what this man was like. Thankful, her father was nowhere near like their father. Her father encouraged most of what she wanted to do unless it was stressing herself out on playing detective, then he wasn’t much of a fan. “I’m sorry your dad was like that. Well, you can consider yourself apart of the Fricks family and we’re all for supporting whatever someone wants to do within reason. So if there is something fun you’ve always wanted to do, then do it!” Rowan told her with a huge smile. Allison deserved that and Rowan hoped the woman would take full advantage of being able to have fun around this place. “But no, I don’t. I lived in New Mexico and the town didn’t really have an ice skating rink.”
Watching the woman taking pictures brought a smile considering Rowan had been around here doing that the other day. Even though she was still working on her fear of showing off her work to a big group of people, Rowan had no problem on taking a bunch of pictures. Walking a little bit away to check out the next sculpture, she turned her attention back at Allison on her comment, shaking her head.
“I’ve never been like most kids my own age and never went with what people deemed “cool” so I’m happy to hang out with you. Now if you start making some bad jokes, then we may need to distance ourselves, but I don’t care on hanging out with my guardian.” Rowan admitted and she really didn’t, especially since Allison was super cool. Never one to follow the cool crowd, Rowan wasn’t about to start now.