Who: Rose Wilson & Roy Harper Where: First, the Arrow abode and then a Narcotics Anonymous meeting When: Early evening, January 20 What: Roy takes Rose to her first NA meeting. Rating: PG-13+ Trigger Warning: For discussions of drug abuse, addiction, possible self-harm?
Rose was hanging outside on the front stoop of the Arrow family brownstone. She'd been ordered to stay here by her father until she was cleaned up. Really, it was so there would be people around who would keep their eyes on her since her father was simply unable to for such an extended period of time (such was the life of the deadliest mercenary in the world).
She hadn't had much of a chance to talk to Roy since her father called him and told him about her using drugs. Roy had given the ultimatum: she was not able to baby-sit Lian unless she was clean. And so there was a bigger part of Rose who was trying to do this not so much for herself, but because baby-sitting Lian was the happiest thing in her life right now. And she didn't want to give that up so easily.
She still didn't really see herself as having a problem, though. She still recognized that she had urges -- not all-consuming, but they were still there. Even as she sat on that stoop, blowing cigarette smoke slowly out of her mouth into the cold evening air, she was thinking about heading out to a club to get some booze and ecstasy.
Rose turned her head just before the door opened and watched Roy come out onto the stoop. She gave him a sly look. "Hey. In case you couldn't tell, I'm winking at you right now."
Well, at least she thought she could distract from the serious conversation that was likely about to be had...