Rose Jean Frost (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} diamondclaws) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} utr_logs,@ 2008-06-03 21:02:00 |
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what. A Talk
where. England
when. Tonight
why. Rosie has some news she needs to break to her daddy.
After some pleading, Emma had finally snapped. She glanced up from the computer screen, away from a school-wide memo, to focus on her daughter. "No, Rose, I'm not your personal messenger," she said flatly. "If you want your father to know about you, you'll have to tell him yourself."
Rose had pouted and tried to get her way. Emma had been unmovable and eventually shooed Rose out of her room. So Rose was alone and needed to talk to her father. She took a deep breath and left him a message and waited.
She lounged in the living room on a pale couch, arms crossed over her chest. Rose looked thoughtful as she waited for her father. She wasn't sure how he'd take her news. In order to butter him up, she thought of all the possible ways she could make the night more pleasant for him. Maybe she'd treat him to dinner. At his favorite place. Which was, undoubtedly, a bar. Maybe that wouldn't be quite such a good idea.