YOU'RE GONNA GO FAR, KID

minnie nicha & she/her / cisfemale ‷ watch out , rose anong has crash-landed into roswell !! they look twenty five years old and celebrate their birthday on august 1st . they are from albuquerque, new mexico, reside in aurora apartments and are currently working as waitress at the crashdown / budding social media influencer. one thing you should know about them is the first big paycheck rose got from one of her social media posts, she used as a downpayment on a pastel pink dodge charger.

location: shocktober fest 2022 ( crashdown cafe at ‘the lab’ )

closed starter for: rose anong ( @dreamrcse​ )

       “ okay, so, ” raina sat down across from the other, holding her ‘bat wing waffle fries’. she gently sat them down on a clean napkin. she grabbed one and dipped it in ketchup. “ so far, have you seen any costumes that have stood out to you? i’ve come across ender as ‘daphne blake’ and then rollo is working as one of the demon’s in another attraction and it was pretty good. ”  she ate one of her waffle fries, a smile on her face at the taste as she looked over at rose, waiting for the other to answer her. 

Chiba couldn’t help but laugh again. He’d had poutine once, not really his thing, it felt like more of the same, and mac’n’cheese and pizza sounded a bit too much for him. Too much cheese. He was more of a meat eater anyway. “Sounds like it? Fries in milkshake? Ever had that?” He asked, now they were talking about weird food combinations anyway, why not continue. Despite it making him very hungry. Even with the cupcake there.

Chiba laughed. “Yes, let’s plan it, that way I can also plan a work out before and after to loose the weight again,” he added, grinning. His brain felt foggy, but the right kind. Like being with your head in the clouds. “Coffee and cupcakes.” His stomach rumbled at the thought of it. His imagination ran far too quick. “Really? What kind? I mean, I eat way too much fatty food, like gyros, kebab, bread rolls.” His stomach rumbled again.

lance: i could kiss ya on the mouth

lance: i'll pull myself up and over to the diner in like twenty minutes

rose: well now aren't you a sweetpea

ROSWELL HALLOWEEN 2022

lance: really?

lance: you're a lifesaver rose, what would i be without you lookin' out for me

rose: of course! i can't send ya off to work all hungover and feeling pathetic

lance: god that sounds so fucking good right now

lance: i only have like two bucks on me, so if i can get that for two bucks, i'm in

rose: don't worry about it, i get free food while i'm on the clock

rose: so if anyone asks .. shh the home fries were totally for me, got it?

*   🌿  ❛  oh  yes  i  agree.  just  the  sight  of..  puke  makes  me  want  to  puke.  so  disgusting.   ❜  while  adelaide  had  a  nicer  view  of  children  than  her  friend,  she  still  couldn’t  deny  that  they  were  messy  and  gross  and  she  was  no  where  near  ready  having  any  of  her  own.  a  discussion  of  autumn  and  all  the  fun  holidays  that  followed  was  far  more  welcome.   ❛  pumpkin  spice,  yes !  ugh  capitalism  got  me  with  pumpkin  spice.  i’ll  buy  anything  that  flavor.  ❜

Lance: I need your best hangover cure asap

Lance: I'm supposed to be at work in an hour and my head is bangin' louder than the cars

rose: deep fried home fries, every time

rose: the grease soaks up the alcohol, makes me feel 1000x better

“How hard it is to take a damn picture?” Part of the question was asked in annoyance while the other was in pure curiosity. Reyna knew the importance of keeping up with social media, especially when it influenced your pay grade. Selfies weren’t exactly their forte but they didn’t need to be. As long as they posted a snippet of their songs and the occasional candid shot of one of their band members that usually seemed to satisfy their fanbase. That’s why they couldn’t understand why the last couple selfies Rose had taken were not good enough in her eyes. “Rose, you look amazing. You always do. Just take the damn picture and let’s get the hell out of here, okay?.” Their tone was much whinier now, a decibel below sounding like a toddler on the verge of stomping their foot.   “How about I take the picture for you? Come on, at least give me something to do. ”

“Good,” Chiba said, mouth full. He looked at the pink cake and chuckled. It was so Rose, it was perfect. And he figured the taste was something she liked as well. Strawberry was pink, Champagne just fitted her personality. As if she always had something to celebrate. “I’ll join you to the place one day, then I can gaze at the menu for ten minutes and experience indecisiveness,” he said, laughing. “But this is goooood though, could be that I’m saying it because I’m intoxicated, though, I have to warn you.”

who: open @roswellstarters​ location: anywhere! 

Patience was a virtue that Reyna did not posses. They were uncertain how long they had been waiting but it was evident in the way they had begun to paced around with their arms crossed against their chest that it had been enough for them to grow restless. Not like that was saying much. A few more long, excruciating seconds pass before they finally call out,   “Are you almost done?”