Roses are black...
Rose wandered among the people, pulling off a disguise of normality, black hair danced with each step she took, and ice-like blue eyes locked onto the grounds below her feet, she wore a hoodie, as it was cold, and warm pants, winter boots were on her feet, and a scarf flowed off her neck, she walked alone, as normal, until a point when she stopped and looked around,
"I'm back... did you miss me?" Rose asked