These thoughts of mine. [Open!]

[Rose]

It seemed like a lifetime since the whole deal between Huntsgirl and Alice had happened.

In reality, it had only been a few months, if that, and Rose still hadn't come out of the deep depression she felt over it. If only she'd perhaps explained things to her British friend...instead of just treating her like any other annoyance that usually stood in her way.

'Maybe it would've been better if she'd never known me at all...' The teenager thought, sighing. These were the kind of thoughts that clouded her mind constantly now, and they had failed to change.

It seemed sudden, but Rose was back in New York already, following her stay at the Huntsclan Academy. Of course, Jake had been a big help in getting her out of there in the first place, and it felt good to have some kind of freedom at last [or, what amount of freedom she could get with the Huntsman looking constantly over her shoulder.]

For now, Rose had decided to take a walk to clear her thoughts, and perhaps get a perceptive of how she could clear things with Alice, if that was possible. The Huntsclan didn't have any pressing business to attend to, so the blonde had plenty of time to think the situation through. She wouldn't have been surprised though if the little blonde wanted nothing to do with her, after how much she'd frightened her.

She carried on walking, crossing over to another street and weaving in and out of the crowds that always populated New York. Running a hand through her hair, Rose wondered just how she could ever show Alice how sorry she was.

It seemed impossible.