Wonderstruck

Do you ever just see a beautiful stranger? Not just a stranger that looks nice, but a really beautiful stranger who just captures you with the way they look and the way they act and makes you think about them at 2 am. A beautiful stranger that leaves you wonder struck and makes you somehow want to see them again and be with them forever yet at the same time, make you want to stay away from them so they remain this mysterious beautiful person that's in the world that would never hurt you.
I should have gone with the latter.

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Ethan's point of view

Rosy's mum comes around after we've finished our crappy dinner, along with baby Noah. She just came to drop off some clothes and toiletries and things like that. She's so kind and thoughtful, I can see that in Rosy as well. Her mum even brought extra pillows and blankets and she'd handed them to me saying "Rose steals the sheets quite a lot, so I thought you'd like these". She seems like she's trying to be cheerful but she seems weary like she's had sleepless nights. I don't blame her. I'd be the same if I'd left Rosy there. 

"Sorry." her mum says as she realises how much she's brought in the couple of boxes. "I didn't mean to bring very much and fill your flat up with all this junk, it's just when I looked at everything, I thought 'she will want that'."

I laugh. "It's fine, really. It's nice to have more stuff here. Can I get you something to eat or drink or anything? Tea?" 

She smiles fondly. "Tea would be lovely please, Ethan."

"Rosy?" I nudge her gently.

Her mum smiles. "Rosy. That's a sweet nickname. I never thought of it."

I make them both some tea and while they're still sorting through things, I play with Noah. She's still really really young but she smiles and laughs and I feel so happy whenever she does. Rosy's mum and Noah go home a couple of hours later and Rosy sighs, smiling that same weary smile that her mum smiles. I know that she probably wants to do anything but just sit around and think about how much she misses her family right now, so I smile at her. 

"Wanna do some chores?"

She laughs a little and nods her head.

In the tiny amount of time I've spent in this flat without Rosy, I've learned two things. A) There is a strange old lady that seems to spend all of her time in the laundry room and gives you a 30 minute talk on how to do your laundry every single time you go down there. B) You either have the coldest shower of your life or you can run a lukewarm bath as long as somebody keeps tapping the hot water button in the kitchen while you run it and even then, the bath goes cold after ten minutes. I explain all of this to Rosy as we walk downstairs, both carrying laundry. She laughs. 

"Oh come on, she's just an old lady, it can't be that bad." she nudges me. 

30 minutes later, we walk out of that room and I'm the one laughing and she's the one who has lost her mind. 

"If you ever expect me to do laundry with you again, you're deluded."

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