I have dried roses all over my room - special mementos from graduations and plays I've been in. However, my favorite is a white rose that my father gave to little pimply, pre-teen me when I got my first period.
Robin/closed} The white haired girl sits in her room, she had messed up, he probably hated her now. What was she supposed to do? Just go on like it was a normal day at the castle? Robin finally musters up the courage to go to dinner, arriving a bit late.