[center][sub](Interacting with: [@Baklava] & [@Zero Hex])[/sub][/center]

She ran up, bugs flying off her heels, grabbed Rosaleen's hand and pulled, "[color=239b56]Hurry! Come [i]on![/i] We need to leave. [i]NOW![/i] We-we're, uh, gonna miss orientation! Let's go![/color]"

Rosa blinked for a moment at the sudden rush before feeling her body being yanked away. There was a slight blush on her cheeks though and she silently admitted to herself that she [i]really[/i] enjoyed the sound of the woman's voice - she adored accents. Trying to catch up with Rhian, she pointed to the right of where they were heading. [b][color=db2bc4]"I think that way.."[/color][/b] she replied, glancing back and then to Rhian for a moment.

Her gaze was torn though as she heard the squealing of some creature and then a man yelling after them. Rose pursed her lips and smiled slightly as she heard the frantic question of their pursuer. She honestly had no clue why Rhian was in a rush - she doubted it was because the woman wanted to miss the first day, even though Rosa herself was a tad worried about that. However a funny thought did occur to her. [i]'Maybe because Rhian hates men?'[/i] She smirked amusingly for a moment before yelling back as the man clearly came into sight by now.

[b][color=db2bc4]"We're trying to make it to orientation!"[/color][/b] Despite calling back, Rosa was perfectly happy letting the cute Irish punk lead her by the hand, a soft glow on her cheeks. Though she wondered what might happen after they reached the school. The woman didn't seem particularly keen before feeling frantic - maybe it was the creature she heard screaming before. Well, she might as well enjoy the pseudo-dream for just a little while longer before the punk girl realized they were still holding hands.