looks like a cinnamon roll but would actually murder you? looks like they would murder you but actually a cinnamon roll? looks like a cinnamon roll and is a cinnamon roll? looks like they would murder your and would murder you? sinnamon roll?
well, if there is one thing i know, it’s that none of you are without fault. but allow me to try to categorise you nonetheless.
looks like a cinnamon roll, is a cinnamon roll - @celestexs @rosexgallagherlooks like a cinnamon roll but would actually murder you - @sabrivcs looks like they would murder you, is a cinnamon roll - @lysslxriclooks like they would murder you, would actually murder you - @tcvias @hcwthcrne
❛ you’re a nice person, nicer than half of the people in this place. they all seem so pissed about something. i mean i get it life is hard, so what ? get over it & do something to maker your situation better, instead of complaining like a child, right ? ❜ she suddenly realizes how much she spilled. she pursed her lips together, before she speaks again. ❛ sorry about that… would you braid my hair ? ❜ she smiles.
“it truly isn’t hard to be nice; if anything i actually find it quite easy to do.” rosemary heard the rest of sabrina’s somewhat rant. however she kind of had a point; rose for most of her life struggled and she worked day and night to get to where she is now standing. “it’s alright... feel free to let anything out. and you know my answer; of course” rose got up from her chair and went behinds sabrinas. “ any specific braid you like?”
so today of all days i got confused with douglas booth, while walking the streets. why is it, i always seem to get confused with him? we don’t look a like at all.
“And you know I wouldn’t let you decline,” she joked with the girl. “I would probably end up closing the book for you and offer to study with you later,” she said, knowing how important studying could be when it came to both their majors and how hard they were. “How long have you been here anyway? You might as well practically live here. I mean, like, I live here during finals, but sometimes this place can get so stuffy.”
“Very true; I can’t even dare to do so” she joked back. “This time you didn’t have to close the book i did it for you. I will however definitely take you up on that; i study best with a partner.” rosemary entire life depended on her brains and grades; she couldn’t bare the thought of disappointed the people who mean the world to her. “Probably since seven am; I feel like I do. Mondays & Wednesdays are my full study days. While I work on Tuesday and Thursday at the coffee shop before classes and after.” she explained. “It can get stuffy sometimes and during finals I just study at my place”
❛ who paid you to give me such great compliments, honestly, ❜ she sighed playfully. ❛ truth is, i don’t know how to braid. it’s completely impractical. ❜
“nobody; i actually enjoy giving compliments“ rose stated honestly. “ i can do it for you if you like? i wouldn’t mind at all, done it a lot of times for my friends” she offered. “ also its not impractical it just takes time”
Ashley had spent her morning in the library, working on a case for class, when she decided she needed coffee. She definitely worked better after cup of Starbucks. The girl picked up her books and began to walk out of the library, when she spotted someone she knew. “Hey, drop those books and come with me to Starbucks? My treat.” she smiled, going up to the person and inviting them since she didn’t want to walk alone.
Rose couldn't afford to drop her grades. She was attending this prestigious institution with a full ride scholarship. Her entire life depended on keeping her adoptive parents proud of her and making sure her gpa wouldn’t drop. As a pre med student she was the top of her class and intended to keep it that way. However the young redhead was already tired and frustrated with the subject she was reading. Until she heard a familiar voice, ashley voice. “Hey; I would usually decline but one its you and I never say no to a dear friend” she stated closing the book and quickly placings thing to her bag. “Also I really do need the break.”
❛ so, i need your opinion on how i should style my hair today. it looks a bit flat — i know, the matter is trivial as fuck — i can’t go out with dull hair okay ? i won’t risk it. i’d rather die. ❜
“usually when my hair looks a bit flat i usually up to for the messy bun or a french braid. they really help disguise in my opinion. nevertheless you are looking great as ever.”
“you aren’t bothering me at all; here please be my guest” rose expressed searching threw her bag; despite the fact she didn't smoke she always had her lighter. once found she handed it to the other. “why so? stressed? anxious?”
its me, mara bring another muse of the many. you guys know how much i love my muses and each one of them is different, so rosemary “rose” gallagher is quite different from amara. anyways please love my new muse and bring me all the connections and plots.
Rosemary Gallagher’s life was perfect.
Born in Dublin, Ireland.
Her father was a wealthy business man and her mother was a socialite. Rose got just about everything she wanted and more and was happy and kind and social until she turned 13.
She returned home one day to find her mother in tears and her father storming out of the house. At first she was angry at her father, not understanding why he would abandon them until her mother told her.
It turns out that her mother had an affair for a few years and Rose was the result of it. Apparently her father knew a bit about the affair, that her mother was meeting up once a week with his best friend. He said nothing about it, believing that it didn’t matter when he had a beautiful daughter.
However, when he found out that she wasn’t really his daughter, he completely lost it.
When her parents officially split, Rose felt as if her whole world just went upside down. She overheard her mother begging her father to stay, to give her one more chance and that she loved only him. But her father moved to France.
For a few weeks, her mother could hardly look at her. In her mother’s eyes, she was the reason her parents split up. No longer able to keep up with their previously luxurious and lavish lifestyle, her mother moved the two of them into a small, one bedroom apartment.
Her father supplied them money every month for the first three months but soon cut them off permanently. It was a hard transition for Rose.
One day things were great and the next, she struggled to get three meals a day.
For a while, Rose wouldn’t accept what’s happened. She couldn’t even look at her mother and despised the fact that her mother blamed her. In fact, for a few months, she didn’t return home.
She met a few new friends in a shadier part of town who helped her develop her drinking and smoking habits.
When she finally did return home, she found that her mother had run off with another man.
The landlord felt sorry for the thirteen year old and offered to let her stay in the apartment longer for only half the rent.
For six years years now, Rose has been fending for herself. She did a poor job for the first few years, not really caring about health or nutrition. She saw no point in caring for herself until her landlord kicked her out. A part of her understood why he did it but another part of her hated the fact that he did. She understood that times were harder and he needed a tenant who would pay full rent.
Bouncing around from hostel to hostel, she decided it was time to get a fresh start.
She went to school and got herself an eduction; worked two jobs to be able to pay the bills and thanks to one of her science teachers who was kind enough to actually help her and take her in as one of her own children - the world was alining again.
Her new adopted mom told her this was her time to reinvent herself. When she heard about the fact she could attend college and they would figure out a way to pay it, she quickly applied to the best universities to be a part of their Pre-Med.
After all, the first step to building a better life was doing something you loved, right? She was incredibly nervous, afraid that she wouldn’t be accepted and would disappointment her new mo.
Rose was ecstatic when she found out she was accepted in to Oxford and with a full ride scholarship.
It was the first time in a long time she was excited for something.
However by her second year of college her mom and her started having financial problems. The woman who had taken her in as her own daughter fell sick and was diagnosed with cancer. Her adopted father worked three jobs and still it wasn’t enough to pay treatment, the house, her four siblings educations not to mention her own things.
She worked at a coffee shop but only did minimun wage.
So she took manners to her own hand. ( if you seen guilt then you know where this is going to)
She was recommended by one of the girls she studied with to do this one time job as a courtesan. in a very high end club around oxford where only the elite go to.
Rose being lawless and quite the promiscuous young lady she took the job and was surprised with how much money she made in one night.
That same money she sent it to her adopted father and told him that she was working at a coffee shop and had been saving up for a trip but that she rather it be used for the medical bills and treatment.
So evers since, Rose is a pre med student by day and a courtesan at night and goes by Aurora.
Personality: Rose is quite the intelligent and empathic young woman. She always helping others, either by doing charity work or even offering her tutoring services to there pre med students. She is kind and caring; but she can also be very outspoken and vindictive so don’t make her mad. Very stubborn and despite the fact that she might need help won't accept it. She enjoys going out and party, loves to drink and just get lost in the music.
Wanted Connections:
best friend ( male & female)
friends
enemies
tutor/student
confidants
ex boyfriend/girlfriend
current lover.
“yes i’m a damsel, i’m in distress but i do not need your help” - probably a guy who tries to get her out a bad scenario and ever since they are those unlikely friends ( maybe even more idk)
one of her clients who knows her true identity
childhood friends who rekindle their friendship back at university
yousharknotpass
baratheonpilled
discoholicmusic
romaincrisis
stormborns
tangentwithtanner
snowghoul
