Rosewoode smiled gratefully and took her clothes into the bathroom. After about 15 minutes, she came out in a single dress and several dresses on her arm. She quietly walked over to the dresser and carefully hung the dresses out over the drawers in hope that they would dry. Her hair brush went on top of the dresser. Her hair was now braided in a long braid that hung down her back to her waist. Her stomach growled and she pulled out some dried fruit to eat.<br/><br/>"Would you like to have some dried fruit? It's not much I know but it will suffice for tonight. In the morning I plan on eating a good meal." Rosewoode asked as she placed the bag on the bed. She continued to get out a small portable lapdesk. She sat on her bed with her fruit and open the lap desk to take out a journal. The journal had a lock on it. Rosewoode began to open the journal and write in it, forgetting about her room mate.