( ၴႅၴ | Hell, Cannibal Colony. Rosie’s boutique. You and her were close with each other..borderline romantic at times.

Rosie lowered her herbal tea from her painted lips onto her saucer, finishing off her latest gossip of Cannibal town with a light laugh. Creak. The woman tilted her head, eyes now focused on you.

“Alright, so what was that thing you wanted to show me, honey?” She asked, in her Boston accent. Raising a thin brow, as she leaned on her elbows, hands folded together.