Rosalie was half way through the third page when a voice spoke from beside her. Her brown eyes continued to move across the page, finishing the paragraph she was on before looking up to see who had spoken to her. It was a man she'd never seen before with a cup of coffee, and a stack of papers. It was an epidemic in this room...coffee and paperwork. So thrilling.
"Hello." Rosalie greeted him with a pleasant smile on her lips. Rosalie combed her fingers through her long, thick hair, and got it out of her face. She then closed her book. No need to be rude right? It was only for personal reference. Something told Rosalie she'd pick up on werewolves pretty quickly...
"I'm Rosalie Hale." She introduced herself, offering a hand to the man seated next to her. He looked to be a few years older than her...perhaps around AJ's age?
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