Cool Rider || Rosaplier
The Summer was just on the brink of it's last breath, the skies were vibrant shades of blue, the trees a saturated green, the sun high and Golden. It was like it knew soon it would be another memory till next year. With that Rosanna had been trying to rake in her last chips of enjoying the warmer weather, the birds singing in the sky beckoning her to join them as they flew. She took a walk every morning, found a new place to explore along the way. Just needing some kind of adventure while she still had the time to play! Even if said adventure was a newly discovered noodle bar, or seeing a fun colored cat on her way home. And with the nice weather, came with active influencers! All her friends were throwing Galas, Summer Soirees, and launching new products and career choices! It was all so exciting! Inviting her to attend when she could. And as it wasn't quite time to dive head first back into classes quite yet, more often than not, she was able to go! Mark was a good sport about it all, being her plus one as often as he could, looking handsome as always, be him wearing a cuffed sleeved shirt, a full suit and tie, or even a silly Hawaiian shirt. She was grateful when he was able to squeeze them in, make the time. She knew he was working so hard, it meant so much. Her most recent outing was just visiting a friend. However, what she expected to be just a casual visit of gals hanging, gossiping, and giggling turned into something more. She left for the night, returning home with a small match lit in her belly. Rosanna was all for trying new things, and with that came the newest craving. A thirst if you will. It was a lazy little Sunday, and specifically her favorite kind of lazy -her and Mark spending time together, simply to spend time together. Paralleling. Body doubling. Just existing in each other's space and company, but not necessarily doing anything. She lounged on his bed, just scrolling idly on her phone, looking through her normal go-to apps, scrolling her feeds, the usual. Across the room from her, he sat on his computer, doing whatever he was doing. Working. Playing. Typing. Or perhaps also just scrolling. "Gamma, you know that picture I sent you the other day?" she prompted, looking up now from her phone.
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