#everytimc

   heels clicked down on the concrete floor as she made her way through the crowded streets of the unfamiliar town. rosa didn’t feel at home there –– god, how she longed to be home with her family. people were getting ready to go out, having quick meals before filling their entire bodies with expensive cocktails. she was extremely nervous for her first day of work. her hands were shaking and her knees were weak as she walked through the big doors of the expensive looking building, her wavy dark hair falling over her shoulders – restless fingers tugging at the ends of her dress just to make sure she looked decent. “ i’m rosa fioré – i’m here for the job. “ she spoke with a polite tone of voice, trying her very best to look confident, her red lips curling up into a pretty little smile. “ it’s my first day – i don’t really know where to go. “ she nodded, pulling a face at her own accent. fuck, she really hoped they wouldn’t kick her out. 

@everytimc — valentina threw her arms up before storming off from the living room to the hallway. “i’m fucking over this! i’m so fucking over this!”, she huffed angrily. “if you want to do whatever the fuck you want, then fucking fine! do it! but once, just once — take a fucking second to think about what you’re doing. because when i get enough and leave, i’m not coming back. no matter how much you get on your knees and beg. not next time.”