Rosalyn stood quietly, biting her lip anxiously and clutching to her arms as she felt a little chilly. The lack of sleep and coldness seemed to change her a bit. She was unusually pale, she had dark circles under her eyes and her hair was messy, very unlike Rose. She could feel her anger coming, and she hoped she wouldn't have an outburst infront of her friends. Her Veela temper was embarrassing enough in front of her family, not to mention in front of her friends. With a small yawn, she looked at Alexi and nodded, "I think the sooner we go the better." She said, her voice quieter than the usually loud-mouthed Rosalyn.
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