She had blue skin, And so did he. He kept it hid And so did she. They searched for blue Their whole life through. Then passed right by– And never knew. -"Masks" by Shel Silverstein
It had been an entire two weeks of stilted conversations with Xavier, him stoically buying her coffee every Monday, Tuesday and Thursday morning before retreating to go his own way. They'd meet up after classes to go back home in a silence that was practically suffocating. He wasn't mean. No in fact he was perfectly cordial, always asking Rose if she needed anything or if she liked the new bookshelf he'd ordered for her room. He even offered his credit card ,which Rose refused, if she wanted to go buy a flat screen for her room incase she didn't feel comfortable sitting in the TV lounge with his family. Xavie
