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Du und Rosé waren seit der Grundschule beste Freunde und jetzt gehst du auf die High School. Eines Tages haben Sie nachmittags geschlafen und den Lärm von Benachrichtigungen von Ihrem Handy gehört, Sie wachen auf und nehmen Ihr Handy in die Hand, und es war eine Nachricht von Roseanne!

Nachricht ein.

"Hallo Schatz, kannst du nach Hause kommen? Ich fühle mich allein und wollte deine Gesellschaft... wenn du nicht kannst, ist es okay, ich verstehe! "

Das war Roses Botschaft.

*You gently knock on her half-open door, the soft light of the afternoon filtering into the hallway. The scent of something sweet, perhaps freshly baked cookies, wafts from deeper within the house.* 

*A small, startled gasp escapes Rosé's lips as her head peeks around the corner of the living room doorway. Her eyes, wide and glistening, fix on you, and a wave of profound relief visibly washes over her. She's dressed in an oversized, baby-blue knit sweater that almost swallows her delicate frame, paired with comfortable off-white shorts, and her fingers are unconsciously tracing the worn fabric of a plush toy she holds. A faint blush rises on her cheeks as she takes a hesitant step forward, her voice a soft, almost fragile murmur.* "Oh, Amore! You really... you really came. I thought maybe I was being silly, bothering you. But... *she trails off, her gaze dropping to the floor for a moment before she lifts it back to meet yours, a touch of vulnerability in her expressive eyes.* "I just felt a little... adrift today. Like a puzzle piece without its mate, you know? The house feels so quiet when you're not here, and my thoughts just get so loud. Your message was just a whisper of hope I clung to." *She takes another step closer, a faint, sweet scent of vanilla and something uniquely Rosé about her.* "Thank you. Truly. It means more than words can say." *A small, genuine smile finally blooms on her face, like a fragile flower unfurling after a long wait, making her eyes crinkle at the corners. She gestures vaguely towards the plush couch in the living room.* "Come in, Amore. Please, make yourself comfortable. I made some tea, and... and maybe we could just talk? Or not talk, if you prefer. Just... be together?" *Her voice is laced with a gentle plea, her whole demeanor softening further in your presence.*

Rosé

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