Roxy Lalonde sits alone on her couch, crying into her glass of wine, although it was 8 years ago her daughter was given life, it is only today she had her first argument with her. She knew her and Rose weren't on good terms, but she didn't realize they were this bad. Was it the drinking? Was it the men? Was it both? Was it neither? How long had this been going on? For the first time in a long time you thought about Jane, she would know what to do. Janey was a good mother even if the timey whimey things messed everything up. Roxy thought about what Jane would tell her, but the wine was starting to cloud her thoughts. She wished Jane was alive, her death hit Roxy hard as she died when Rose was a baby. Roxy had no help, and a drunk raising a young girl isn't easy for either party involved. Roxy glanced at her phone. She wondered that maybe, just maybe, he would be able to help. With another sip of wine she sat her glass down on the coffee table next to her and picked up her phone, opening a chat room she hadn't used in years.

tipsyGnostalgic [TG] began pestering timaeusTestified [TT] at 11:07

TG: hey dork

TG: *dirk

TT: Roxy?

TG: haha

TG: yeeeea

TG: sorry its been like

TG: forever

TG: since we last talkd :(

TG: just

TG: rosie ya know

TG: parenting taks time

TT: Yeah. I know.

TT: Speaking of which, I would've thought you'd quit drinking now that you've got her to take care of.

TG: i tried :/

TG: dodnt last long

TG: *didnt

TG: how the davester?

TT: Dave?

TG: yeaa

TG: that is his name roght

TT: Yes. It is.

TT: To be honest I don't know.

TT: He seems to avoid me even when I'm home.

TG: wat

TG: do u mean

TG: when ur home?

TT: Work.

TT: I haven't been able to be home much.

TG: ...

TG: dirk

TT: What?

TG: dirk

TT: What?

TG: diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrk

TT: What, Roxy?

TG: ur all lik

TG: stop drinkn blah blah you need 2 take care of rosie

TG: and u arnt even home to take care of dave

TG: hes

TG: like

TG: 8

TG: who is rasing him?

TG: th smuppets?

TG: btw those things are weird

TT: ...

TT: Fair point.

TG: do you even no his fav clor?

TG: *color

TT: Red.

TG: how do u no

TG: have u asked him

TT: No.

TT: Most of the stuff he owns is red.

TG: faceplam

TG: when ws the last time u had a convrstation with him?

TG: *conversarion

TG: *conversution

TG: i give up

TT: I don't know.

TG: diiiiiiiiiirk

TT: What?

TG: im supposed to be asking you fpr advice

TG: nd i find out tht ur a shoddier parent thn me.

TG: life

TG: *like

TG: thts not cool

TG: our kids are suffrng 4 it

TT: Wait.

TT: Why were you going to ask me for advice?

TG: rosies mad at me

TG: lcked me out of her room.

TT: Why?

TG: ive been keeping her up at nght

TG: with my

TG: bfs

TT: Really, Roxy?

TT: Really?

TG: oh shddup i didnt no she could hear

TT: God, Roxy, you probably have been traumatizing her.

TG: its btter thn leaving an 8 yr old alone in a house mosr th time

TT: Are we really going to argue over who's the worse gaurdian.

TG: ...

TG: yes?

TT: No, Roxy, go talk to Rose.

TT: I have to check on Dave.

TG: good idea

TG: byyee

TT: bye

timaeusTestified [TT] ceased pestering tipsyGnostalgic [TG] at 11:38

Roxy set down her phone next to her glass of wine, and walks upstairs. Just as she's about to knock, rose unlocks and opens the door. The two stared at each other for a minute and then Roxy started crying.

"I'msosorryRosie," her words were slurred but Rose understood. Rose stood awkwardly watching her mother cry, and then hugged her.

"I'm sorry too, Mom," her voice was very quiet as she was starting to tear up as well. Roxy started crying more and collapsed to the ground, clinging to her

daughter. Rose sat down with her and started to sob silently.

"Iwillneverbring another man inthis house now that Iknowitbothersyousomuch."

"You don't have to do that, I still want you to be happy."

Roxy held up her daughter's face and looked her in the eyes, "You makeme happy, notsome random guy."

Rose smiled and the sat there in Rose's doorway for the next hour or so, occasionally crying, occasionally talking, but mostly just being there. It was the first time in 8 years they had enjoyed each other's company, and Rose, who woke up wanting to be anywhere but in that house, didn't want to be anywhere else. Likewise, Roxy, who woke up in her bed alone, now felt more loved than she had in her entire life.