#Chapter5
How They View You
/"Where are you going?/" Rosie walked out of her room to see Tamara sliding on her coat and some boots.
/"To a frat party. Want to come?/"
Rosie laughed at the question. She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the wall.
Tamara made a face at her as she stood up straight after zipping up her boots. /"It could be fun, Rosie. Everyone will be too drunk to care whether or not you respond to them./"
Rosie's face fell, her arms falling to her sides as her posture straightened. Tamara's words felt like a blow to the face.
/"Shit,/" Tamara's eyes went wide, horror flashing across her face when she realized how harsh her words sounded. /"I'm so sorry, Rose. You know I did not mean it like that./"