“I honestly don’t know what I’m going to do about Christmas” she sighed as she kind of started talking to the other beside her, having a tendency to talk her thoughts out loud; “Like I was suppose to bring this girl home for Christmas because we had been seeing each other and my mom was really excited because I never bring anyone home for Christmas but now she’s just left me high and dry and I don’t even know what to do or tell mom like ‘sorry you were really excited but I’m coming single again’.” she pouted as she turned to the other; “Gosh sorry you probably don’t want to hear my sob stories-… I’m Brooklyn”
Kingston wasn’t sure how she found herself in this situation but it wasn’t like she was going to tell the other no. Sipping slowly from the coffee in front of her -don’t ask for the cup number- she simply nodded at the appropriate times as they other ranted. This was all very important and useful information, somehow. “That’s definitely terrible,” she responded meaningfully despite her intentions. “Why not just tell your mom what happened? I’m sure she’ll understand.” Setting the cup down, Kingston offered the other a smile. “I’m always done to be someone’s shoulder to cry on, and I’m guessing you need one. I’m Kingston.”
sicily: i don't know! but i didn't mean to and i'd like to apologize to whoever it was, and i'd really like these boards taken down because i want sleep and my bladder is on fire
kingston: oh big yikes
kingston: do you need help with taking the stuff down?
“check mate!”, nairobi celebrated clapping hands to herself. “-again!”, that was just her bragging right now. this, they playing chess in the middle of the weekend was just her trying to forget the fact that her husband was nowhere to be seen. he showed up at the middle of the night to sleep, but that was it. gone after breakfast. “we can change the game if you want to. believe me i’ll get too annoying at some point”, she addmited, knowing that she could use more human interaction than winning.
This wasn’t Kingston’s first time playing chess but it was her first time playing against someone who wasn’t her younger sister. Frowning, the younger girl stared at the board for a bit before looking up at the other. “My pride is saying to play again but I don’t think my heart can take another lost,” she admitted with a sigh. “What do you want to play?”
❛ ｡ ❄️ ﾟ lana condor. cis female. she/her/hers / did i hear you say todo lists on different color sticky notes, dead plants used as decoration, an old coffee shop, and your sixth cup of coffee ? then you must be talking about kingston, i’d recognize them anywhere. i’ve heard that the twenty-two year old marketing & advertising is a capricorn and honestly, i see it. they’re known for being judgmental and dishonest, but their intelligent and lively tendencies make up for it. they’ve been working at du lac for one year and i think that their real name is rose cambridge, but don’t spill.
you’ve heard it now folks, here’s my second baby! my coffee addicted and hardworking child with a slight temper. pls love her down, i promise you that you’ll love her
her aesthetic
sleepless nights, an old coffee shop, soda bottles, your sixth cup of coffee, , todo lists on different color sticky notes, dead plants used as decoration, journals filled with different stories, a pumpkin patch, thrifted clothes, oversize sweaters, mason jars filled with salsa and different sauces,
who is she
rose is the oldest daughter of the cambridge family and the most hardworking member. with being the oldest, she has taken on the responsibility to take care of her younger sister and to be a good role model for her, no matter how much she wants to punch the kid. she got the grades, pleased her parents, and graduated from high school at the top of her class. easy enough right.
one thing that was exciting about rose back in high school was that she wrote for her high school’s newspaper. it was something that she was pushed to do by a teacher and then she ended up loving. because of this new interest, she decided to take it on as a major. writing about events happening on campus, protests, exposing people for the shitty stuff that they have done, etc. that was rose cambridge in college.
of course, she was also a marketing major so she was a busy college student. always studying, writing, and just trying to do well. which lead her to quite a few sleepless nights and her blood being coffee.
over the summer before her sophomore year, she did a study aboard program to italy. it was during a trip to iceland did rose come across du lac. it was in passing, where she stood there and stared at the hotel. it looked fancy and peeked her interest. who stayed there? rich people? most likely. this caused her to do research on the hotel, hoping to find some information on them. it was their codename policy that peeked her interest and made her want to look more into it.
“i’m going to find out what they’re hiding,” she told her best friend from college. “and i’m going to let the whole world know.”
finishing a year early, rose used her connections to get herself a job at du lac and said bye to her family in the states. and this starts the next chapter of her life.
present
now here she is, at this hotel for marketing and advertising. bless her parents for pushing her to marketing as a double major, it helped a lot with securing this job. so, here she is, working at this hotel as if she cares. when really she’s looking for the next best thing to write about. having to use codenames? not allowed to reveal your real name to anyone? rose wants to know who’s at the hotel and what they’re hiding.
random facts
avid coffee drinker, also an avid gamer aka animal crossing, the person who says “yikes” in a real life conversation, a true big sister/mom friend, hates the nicknames kingsy and rosie
wanted connections
best friends (OPEN): like, i get that rose is here to start up some shit but she still needs a friend. just someone who she just vibes with.
“call me kingsy and i’ll punch you” (OPEN): someone who she doesn’t get along with because of the cute nickname “kingsy”. it reminds her too much of “rosie” and she hates that. and this person knows this, as to why they always call her that.
late night pal (OPEN): they don’t have to be close friends, just someone who rose typically spends time with late at night. the two just sit around, doing nothing most likely. they are just there to keep each other company
“you’re going to help me and i won’t expose you” (OPEN): maybe this is someone who found out what rose was doing just as rose found out their secret??? now rose is using them to help get her more information out of others while keeping this person’s secret. or maybe she’s not threatening them and the other person just wants to see some chaos happen.
