Rose was suddenly blushing as red as her namesake, her hands coming up to her cheeks as her lips pursed. She looked around at the others, huffing a little, before she sighed.
"Fine. Fine, fine, okay. We're making a scene." She said, straightening up and resting her hands on her lap, smoothing them down her legs before she braced herself.
"...fuck." Her voice was small and she scrunched up her nose, clapping a hand over her mouth and shaking her head, unbelieving that she'd actually said it. Her mother would not be proud of her.