Quinn pursed her lips and sighed, pulling away. “Vicious then, whatever,” she mutters, letting go of Rose completely and bringing her knees up to her chest again, suddenly not feeling in the mood for cuddling anymore.
Rose pouted, gently pulling Quinn’s knees down. “Quinn, please? I’m sorry…” She shivered, resting her head in Quinn’s lap. “I didn’t mean it, okay? I just…I guess I have a weird sense of humor. But, like it or not, I need you. You’re the only person I’ve let see me like this since it happened.”