Battle Scars {OPEN}

After years of walking in too 'sick' to play capture the flag, Rosalie found herself helping out a lot at the infirmity. She would be the one to give out band-aids and run the books in the front, not very glamorous. Most of the time it was the younger kids coming in for her help, getting a lollipop on the way out.

Tapping her pen on the desk, she watched as people walked in and out with training injuries and sicknesses alike. Rosie's eyes then wandered to the world outside of the infirmity door. Oh my gods, what is she wearing? She shook her head, looking to groups of people chattering away and yelling and...she was getting distracted. She looked back down to the lightly-filled book and read over the names.