@florcntina * // ⊰ rosalina florentino . ⊱
there’s nowhere she’d rather be than right here - getting baked while she’s hanging out with her . she’s pretty much cracking up at every other thing , her head resting against her friend’s shoulder , gaze kept on her phone as another laugh parts her lips . it’s just nice to hang out , to chill - to pretend as if victoria wasn’t as fucked up as it was . sure , she’s sure she deals with more shit than she does - crime wise at least . the murders don’t bother her - at all , and as fucked up as it was to say - she didn’t care if she was next . she’s taking another hit from her vape , her nails gently digging into the femme’s thigh .“ rosa , you’re always so busy these days , i’m surprised you even managed to find time you hang out . ” she’s leaning back against the couch , frame shifting as she’s now laying donwn , one of her legs now resting over the femme’s thigh . as her digits curl around the vape , she extends her arm , offering the small device to the other as she spoke . “ what in the world happened to you having fun anyways ? vámonos a salir de fiesta ya , coño . que quiero un buen perreo . ”