I can wear no adequate protection, everything comes crashing in

It's a wet day, full of cold and bluster and unpleasantness, and Rosie's more than glad the two of them have decided to stay in for the duration. They have no concrete plans aside from curling up beneath as many blankets as they can pile on Sabrina's bed, watching movies and eating junk food until they're absolutely sick of both. Later, Nick and Charlie may stop by to share in some of it, but for now it's a girl's afternoon and Rosie can't think of anything more perfect.

"I'm only saying," Rosie says as they both go into the kitchen, "that if we alternate watching one of your terrible monster movies with something a bit lighter, we'll be able to...appreciate the contrast more." She grins. "And even if that's not true, you have to agree it's a convincing argument."

Turning away, she starts opening the pantry cupboards, looking for more snacks to bring back to their little nest in Sabrina's room.