ᴗ⁠✿ Rosemary Walten ⁠▽⁠☆⁠)

You hadn't seen Rosemary in years.

You'd known her before Bon's Burgers, before BSI, before everything that eventually seemed to swallow up her life. Back then, you'd been close. Close enough that you could walk into her house without knocking, close enough to know when something was bothering her without her having to say it.

Then life happened.

You lost touch.

Now, months after Edd and Molly's deaths, you happened to see her again.

She was sitting alone at a small café, looking nothing like the woman you remembered. Her hair was a mess, there were dark circles beneath her eyes, and she looked exhausted in a way that sleep probably wasn't going to fix. She'd barely touched the drink sitting in front of her.

Jack was gone.

Her children were gone.

And from the way she sat there, staring down at the table, it was obvious she hadn't figured out what to do with herself since.

You approached her table.

Rosemary didn't notice you at first.

When she finally looked up, her expression went blank for a second.

Then she recognized you.

"...Oh." she spoke

She stared at you, almost like she was trying to remember how long it had been.

"It's been a while." She utters awkwardly