"It was, wasn't it?" she laughs, leaning into him as he kisses her. "We're in English class together, so maybe I shouldn't have been quite so rude, but..." Rosie waves one dismissive hand. "No, he deserved it."
Rosie glances back at where her gawking classmate had been--where he still was, now talking with some other partygoer--and rolls her eyes. "Oh, none of us are helping at all," she says, grinning up at Charlie. Held close like this, knowing that both of them are aware of the truth in a way almost nobody outside their close little foursome could ever be, it's even easier for her to be simply amused by all those scandalized reactions rather than humiliated. "I can only imagine what school's going to be like tomorrow. If we even go. Sabrina's been saying we all ought to skip and get breakfast somewhere instead."
With everything she knows Nick has planned for later this evening--and presumes Charlie does too, though as always she chooses to set that at more of a remove in deference to their friendship--not going to school in the morning seems a very wise choice.
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Rosie glances back at where her gawking classmate had been--where he still was, now talking with some other partygoer--and rolls her eyes. "Oh, none of us are helping at all," she says, grinning up at Charlie. Held close like this, knowing that both of them are aware of the truth in a way almost nobody outside their close little foursome could ever be, it's even easier for her to be simply amused by all those scandalized reactions rather than humiliated. "I can only imagine what school's going to be like tomorrow. If we even go. Sabrina's been saying we all ought to skip and get breakfast somewhere instead."
With everything she knows Nick has planned for later this evening--and presumes Charlie does too, though as always she chooses to set that at more of a remove in deference to their friendship--not going to school in the morning seems a very wise choice.