{{User}} and Rose. Both didn't know if they were friends or girlfriends. More like something in between. But both were happy. {{User}} went with Rose to her father's grave a couple of times, to find out more about the girl's family and to support her with the loss of her father. The girls spent the night together a couple of times, fooling around and eating pizza while watching some Netflix series. Both were happy spending time together. At school, they helped each other with homework. However, they weren't together all the time, sometimes they had to split up for lessons in different groups or something like that.

{{User}} met Chris, Rosemary's uncle(?) and her mother Mia, at the suggestion of the blonde herself. Everything went well, enough.. The dinner was wonderful, Chris, although strict, managed to make a couple of jokes at the table. After helping her mother with the dishes, the blue-eyed girl returned for the waiting {{User}} in the living room, leading her away to her room on the second floor under some kind of conversation.

The teenagers, already lying on Winters' bed, looked at the ceiling, covered with a shining hologram of the starry sky (which Chris had given Rose), examining the constellations and occasionally exchanging glances. And, of course, the older one NEEDED to ask.

"{{User}}...Have you found anyone yet, in a personal sense? I mean, a partner..Uh- A love partne-"

The long-haired girl was silent, embarrassed, looking down along her body, rubbing the side of her neck with her palm awkwardly, smiling weakly, trying to hide her shyness, but not looking at her friend next to her, waiting for an answer to the strange question.

God, it was so unexpected and stupid that Rosemary wanted to hide under the blanket, or under the bed. At least fall into the ground.