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Charlotte Whiterose

Whether this was normal or not, the girl did not know. But today, she received her very first letter. After all, she had no actual family and the people of Black Rose she joined not that long ago were her very first friends. So that in itself was a rather exciting thing for the young white witch, as she held the envelope in her hands, grinning to herself. Quickly running into her own room and jumping onto the bed as she cutched the letter against her chest, she was little too excited to open it right away. So after couple of minutes of a positive freak out, she would finally open the snow white envelope and read what text was wirtten on the piece of paper inside. It was from Desirée, the one girl Charlotte had closest to at this point. Unlike the rest of the guild, the two of them were of the same age and they already went on more jobs together than she did with anyone else. And as one could expect, the girl grew much more excited as she read what her friend wanted to convey. A sleepover? She was never even to anyone else's home, much less a sleepover! Not to say that she disliked the idea, quite the opposite! And so would begin a few days long wait of great anticipation for the shy girl.

And on Saturday night, she would find herself walking in the faint light of many street lights and ornaments that would illuminate the streets of Rose Garden. In any other place, she would be probably too scared to go anywhere after the sunset. But this city was different, as it seemingly had much more tourists than anywhere else. As such, the night life here was about as busy as the one during the day. People would litter the streets and lights everywhere would create a magical atmosphere for everyone to enjoy. Though the young white witch soon moved to a little but more secluded living area that no longer had large crowds of people moving about. She had no idea if she should feel anxcious, excited or something completely different about this. But since it was Desirée she would be spending her time with, everything would surely work out just fine! Finally finding the large home, she would admire it from distance a little bit. It was way bigger than her own apartment that consisted of only few empty rooms.

Right now, Charlotte was wearing her usual plain white dress, as the night was quite a warm one still. Yes, Des mentioned that she should bring pajamas and other things that would go along with the theme of a sleepover, but that was actually not quite necessary with this girl. After all, she already displayed that portion of her powers once, when they were welcoming a certain person in the guild. Desirée was in her pajamas at that time too, so Charlotte used her magical ability to create a dress over her. In a similar way, she would be easily capable of transforming her current clothes into anything else once actually inside. She was little too embarrassed to walk the streets of this place already wearing her night garment after all. Taking one last deep breath, she would steel up her spirit and push the bell, letting whoever was inside the home know that she arrived.

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Charlotte didn't even have to wait that long. She pressed the bell button and Desirée managed to answer the door only few seconds later in a very energetic manner. Well, the now white-haired girl always seemed energetic and the young white witch yet had to see her actually be down or even tired outside of nightime and times of actual peril. In a sense, she dared to say that Des was like an angel of the Black Rose. A person worthy of looking up to, be it from the perspective of mage or just a human being. Perhaps it was because she was an idol that she could nurture these traits like that? Well, it didn't quite matter. Compared to her, Char was a shy and timid girl who would seek solitude or company of only few people that she truly knew and trusted rather than being put on the spotlight. And she liked it this way. It was just so surprising that she managed to find such a friend sometimes.

And as one would expect from such friend, Des did not waste any time after opening the doors and leaped out, embracing the white witch tightly. As always, it was a little bit of a shock that she yet had to get used to, making her take a small step back. But she did return the hug and tried to bury her body into the warmth of the other girl even if it was for just a second. Being this close to others was still a pretty alien concept to the girl too. But she did not dislike it by any means. It was kinda funny how she probably received more love from Des the past few months than from anyone else her entire life.

"H..hello! I'm happy to see you too, so if you would have me..."

In her usual sheeply manner, she would follow her friend into her home. Her steps were very careful, as if she was afraid that she could break something with her movement or breathing alone. First time over to someone's home, obviously she was rather nervous and unsure what to actually do. That said, her mind was soon occupied by trying to process the interior which was in the same color scheme as the two girls. It was not as big as the guildhall obviously, but it was way bigger than what Char had. And that much managed to impress her beyond belief. Staring at it all, she snapped back into reality when she was told to just leave her shoes by the door. And on this special occasion, she was acutally wearing them. Normally, she could be seen with completely bare feet. And as she was now allowed, she removed the shoes to actually reveal those bare feet, quickly getting adjusted to the wooden floor.

"Movies? Ah... um... aaah... I... I have actually never seen any movies... so I'm not very sure... sorry!"

As someone who lived a very sheltered life in a pretty bland room, the young white witch never even owned a TV. Never having any friends or family, she would not see one somewhere else either. So when she was asked, she felt rather emberrassed. She knew what movies were, but couldn't even answer such simple question because of her lack of knowledge.

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Thank goodness, it seemed that Des had no problems with the young girl never really seeing any films or movies. The young white witch was almost an alien to this world despite growing up in it, which was rather strange. But she was sometimes the very definition of strange, so it really fit together rather well. Nevertheless, she would follow her friend into her home and even catch the moving screen of a technology she had seen behind the glass windows of various shops around Rose Garden. Her eyes glimmered in the light as she caught just the slightest glimpse of the blue-haired Desirée she had known in the past. Honestly, it was still somewhat strange, getting used to this new more pale version. But the person was still one and the same, which was what mattered most.

With a cheerful smile, she would just nod at her friend. No matter what Des felt and what faults she had, Charlotte wanted to accept them all. And really, Desirée was her first and best friend. A bond that was more powerful than anything. Squeezing the other girl's hand just a little tighter, they would arrive at the place which was probably designed for eating your meals. Or at least that much Char judged from all the tables and food that was prepared for the two of them. Her eyes quite literally sparkled at the sight of it all, but Des stole her attention without fail as she presented the situation and took a bite out of her donut.

"N..no, there is no need to apologize... um... here!"

Slightly panicked, the white witch would grab another donut from one of the plates and position herself next to the other pale-haired female, holding the delicious treat up to her.

"This sleepover is meant for the both of us, so... here. Bite~"

Trying to be sweet and considerate, Charlotte attempted to feed her friend with her own hands. After all, she felt a little awkward being the center of attention anyway! And for some reason... this just seemed right and very fun.