It was Cedric's birthday.
And Rosie could be found outside at the Orion's massive garden while Cedric was talking to his father a few steps away. Lunch was just over. Standing next to her was his brother Alfonse and his wife, Claire. She was talking to them about Cedric and they were both laughing hard.
"What are you talking about?" Cedric asked, wrapping an arm around Rosie's waist.
Alfonse smirked at him. "About how you used a sob story about being the unfavored second son to score some chicks when you were in high school."
The arm around Rosie's waist tightened and she squeaked. "Why are you telling them that story, sweetheart?"
"It's funny," she defended.
"There are a lot of other funnier stories to tell and you know it."
"Like that time you opened a can of soda and it exploded all over your new clothes?"
"No. Just like that time you picked up a fight with a cat for stealing your sandwich."
"It was a roast beef sandwich!"
