“I don’t know what’s more disgusting, signing myself up for eight am classes or seeing Melody blowing off Mr. Henry.”
“Why would anyone need to give Mr. Henry a blowjob? There’s a reason his classes fill up within an hour, a baby could pass. But I digress, this is a Tri Phi we’re talkin’ about. Y’all have no standards or shame.”
“Ooh.” She said through her teeth, nose crinkling as she pulled the camera away from her face. “That’s not gonna be a good one. Get me another beer and we can just… toss it into the bonfire later.”
“There’s no such thing as a bad picture of me,” Rosie assured Carter. “Unless you were focusin’ on somethin’ other than me that is. And wouldn’t you havin’ another beer just impair your ability to take good photographs? That’s a no.”
“—– okay, okay, okay. I’ll admit that was low ball, but what about for a million? Would you tattoo the Dean’s tits on your forehead for a million dollars? ‘Cause I’d pay to see that and don’t mind robbin’ a few banks.”
Rosie rolled her eyes before smiling sweetly. “I think that you and I have a completely different sense of humor. I wouldn’t pay anyone to have a pair of boobs tattooed on their forehead, but I would pay to see you try to rob a bank.”
‘‘Jesus fuckin’ Christ,’‘ Michael said, before he could even turn to the side to see who was talking to him. He didn’t really have to look at all, he’d recognize that voice anywhere. ‘’How ‘bout we start that again, Montgomery? You look fantastic, but this party does not. That better? Or do you need that with a jello shot to go? I can do that, too. I see your sense of humor’s still as good as ever.’’
"Now that’s more like it, thank you for noticin’ Michael,” she spoke, her chin tilted high as she accepted the compliment. “You’re lookin’ pretty good yourself, nice and muscle-y,” she pointed out, stepping closer to feel up one of his biceps. “I see there’s no rest for the wicked, not even durin’ the summer,” she grinned. “Sure, I’ll take a jello shot or two, but none of those green ones. Those are probably gross.”
‘‘Been a while, Edgewood. Lookin’ same as ever, which is kinda disappointing. Come on, the first round’s on me. If you’re gonna drink while underage, don’t tell ‘em you talked to me. But let’s turn this shitty mood around.’’
“Excuse me? Lookin’ the same as ever? I’ll have you know that I lost ten pounds over the summer specifically for this party. First appearance of the school year and I needed to turn heads. I can see that I failed, at least with the Lambda’s. Then again, do y’all ever look at anythin’ other than your balls? Sports balls.”
Sleeping Habits: If Rosie doesn’t get at least seven hours of sleep she’s a child of Satan the next morning. Watch out.
Eating Habits: Stays away from carbs. She hates herself. Tries to do “keto”.
Exercise Habits: She works out when she needs to for volleyball but mostly sticks to pilates and yoga
Emotional Stability: Average. She’s usually too invested in other people’s business to focus on her own.
Sociability: Rosie’s a social butterfly. She loves to gossip and talk about anything and everything. It’s not hard for her to strike up a conversation.