A few hours after arriving back at her apartment, Rosaline wakes up with a splitting headache. It takes her a good 5 minutes to feel like getting up off the couch, and once she does, she is surprised to see a book fall onto the floor.

Rosaline slowly picks the book up, squinting to try to read her own drunken handwriting. After a couple hours, she managed to actually read most of it. The first chunk of writing is rather short, only a couple pages, but the content rather surprises her.

Dear Diary,

Went out to the pub today to celebrate the opening of Babylon. There were (illegible) people there, but that's not what caught my attention.

There was this one gal, who's name I can't remember, who's very interested in me; least that's what I thought. She was (illegible), and she seemed to like what she saw. She said that her friends were deciding who'd get to take me home, which I found quite exciting. We talked for a (illegible) time, but then she just walked away.

As I'm writing this, I realized I got teased by her. I think I'm supposed to be mad at her according to all those books I read. So why am I so hung up? Why do I want more of it? Why did it feel so good to be made (illegible)?

...They never did decide who would get to take me home.

Rosaline puts down the book, unable to bring herself to read any more of it right now. Normally, when she needed to clear her head, she'd pour herself a glass of wine to calm her nerves, but that is what got her into this mess. So, she decides to pour herself a glass of water instead.

"No no, I couldn't love someone so...so heartless," Rosaline tries to convince herself. "I may be a touch promiscuous when I'm drunk, but I do have some standards." However, she knows, and has always known, that you can't suppress anything while you're under the influence; you just say what's on hand.

*"Search your feelings, Lady Marseille, you will know it to be true," Rosaline says to herself. "But it can't be true, can it? Can I thrive off being scarred? Can I love someone who spears my soul? Can I really bring myself to submit if it's in the name of happiness?"

Rosaline pauses for a moment, then says to herself, "Ma mère, je souhaite que tu étais ici, parce que j'ai besoin un personne à qui s'adresser."