Notes:

Awwww.

It seemed appropriate that she smelled like roses. After all, she was Rose. He had always wondered why people named their children after plants. When it came to Rose though, it all made sense. It just was a perfect match. Rose was just as beautiful and sweet as the flower, and the soft, sweet scent that wafted from her every move, it was impossible not to love her. He loved her in a way he had never loved anyone before - as just a friend. One of his best friends.

Deep down, he knew that when this all ended, he would miss that most of all.