Who: Rogue and Doreen When: Saturday night Where: The Roof What: Rogue has thinking to do
Rogue cleared some of the snow off the roof, and sat down. Her pants were soaked through, even the clearing through of the snow wouldn't help that. It was freezing, but she didn't mind. Her hoodie, hat, scarf and gloves were enough to keep her top half warm... and her boots were rather warm, too. It was just her backside that was in danger of freezing to the shingles.
She was lost in thought after a few moments, staring down at the patterns the light from the windows made at the snowy grounds. She was still smarting from her conversation with Jono, not to mention all she'd been through with Remy. And after what Remy went through yesterday? She couldn't help watching the news. And seeing Remy holding Felicia's hand.
She didn't know what to think. She missed Jono like a hole in her chest, but she couldn't deny that she never stopped loving Remy. She couldn't have it both ways, maybe she should have to have it neither way. That was what was best, anyway. She didn't want to hurt anyone anymore.