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ʀᴏɢᴜᴇ (imuntouchable) wrote in madisonvalley,

Rogue & Enzo St.John
Rogue hadn’t meant to get lost in her thoughts, but sometimes memories had a way of sneaking up on you. The people and places she might never see again tugged at her, pulling her deeper into that void. But Enzo's small gesture? It meant more than she'd let on. It told her a lot about the kind of person he was, and honestly? Rogue found herself respecting him for it.

"Appreciate the moment," she said with a sheepish smile. "Sorry for getting all sentimental on you. I guess talking about people from home hit me harder than I expected." She shrugged, a bit awkwardly. Probably because she'd never really allowed herself to face the fact that she might never see those familiar faces again. She hadn't let that reality sink in... until now.

The bell rang, a sharp sound cutting through the hum of the conversation, and Rogue stood, tucking her gloved hands into the back pockets of her jeans. "Well, it’s been a pleasure. Maybe next time we meet, I’ll be a little better company." She gave a small, wry grin.

[ooc: wrap on yours or here?]