#rosefield:start

[peytonains]

The dark sky forming rain clouds seemed as though it was handcrafted for her. It had been an awful day to say the very least. Her alarm hadn’t gone off that morning, causing her stroll into a meeting with a client looking a mess. She had spilt her coffee on her white jeans and now, to make matters even worse, her car had broken down. As the red head peered under to smoking hood of her Cadillac, her face read undeniably choleric and her hefty sigh reinforced this. Feeling a set of eyes glue to her, the hot headed girl turned on her nude pumps and locked her eyes on them. “Can I help you with something?” She hissed as she crossed her arms against her blouse. She had grown used to people staring considering her involvement planning each and every Nate Beauchamp event, she had practically became the poster child for beautifying teenage murder. “Or maybe you can stop standing there and help me. Come on.”

[faith-campbell]

Faith did not want to be at the fair, especially after what had gone down at the Campbell family home nights prior. Now her mother was making her run for Mrs. Rosefield and she didn’t have Addy to make it barable. She was on edge and waiting for the bump she had snuck of to take to start its affect. She smiled at a passer-byer before plopping down on the chair of the balloon booth hoping to not be disturbed. Which didn’t last long at all, she turned on the Campbell charm quickly and almost robotically smiled. “Wanna test your luck and see if you can pop three balloons?”

[slosage]

Alessandra just got off work, she didn’t know if it was the rough day at work or other aspects in her life, but she felt the need to go boxing. After an hour of punching a bag and others hands she walked off the platform, sweat dripping down her body. Walking to her bag she started to unwrap her hands, “Excuse me” she barked out, sounds ruder than she meant to, to the person standing in front of her bag.

[jessefm]

Jesse felt so stupid. People were dying and sharing secrets that could implode their lives, and he was upset over what, a hypothetical? He tried to squeeze through a group of people who had gathered to gawk at the train wreck that the night had become. “Excuse me.” Nothing. “Excuse me,” he practically yelled this time. He looked down, embarrassed at his outburst. He never got like this. He lowered his voice to a normal level, but failed to keep frustration out of his voice. “Can I please get through?”

[rvsecolored]

❝  so,  yeah,  i’m     pretty  excited     about  finally  being  able  to  go  get  my  computer  back.    it’s  only  my     livelihood      right  now  and  it’s  been  in  police  custody  ever  since  the  20th  and  of  course,  they  found  nothing  incriminating  on  it,  ❞                    magdalena  sighed  as  she  shrugged  her  shoulders  with  a  slight  roll  of  her  eyes.    she  knew  that  it  had  to  be  done  but  still    . . .    the      only  reason      why  they  even  suspected  her  in  the  beginning  was  because   SHE   was  the  one  hosting  the  party  he  was  last  seen  at.    although,  she  had  to  keep  reminding  herself  that  she  was     always  going  to  be  in  the  clear     when  it  came  down  to  her  friend’s  homicide.                    ❝  anyways  ,     that’ll  be  4.28,  ❞                    she  said,  handing  the  person  on  the  other  side  of  the  counter  their  order.

        open  starter!          ⤻          at  espresso  express  cafe

[msjames]

“there we have it, folks. veronica james for rosefield news. i can confirm that rosefield now has a serial killer on its hands. how many more lives will be taken at the killers expense before the threats in town are taken seriously.? the woman couldn’t help but be smug with herself. veronica had been insisting that the killer would strike more than once and she had just been proven right. seeing someone in close proximity to her, veronica approached with the cameraman following. “excuse me. how do you feel about the recent happenings in rosefield?” veronica raised her eyebrows to them before gesturing towards the camera. if someone was going to disclose information, she wanted to be at the epicenter of the scene.

[sinblessvd]

he  stares  at  his  phone,      mouth  opened  slightly.       he  couldn’t  believe  what  he  was  reading.       two  murders ?       james  didn’t  personally  know  zoey  well  but  ro  he  did.    ro  was  one  of  his  favorite  students  and  his  heart  sank.    he  was  about  to  give  her  the  check  of  $2,000  for  financial  help  during  their  first  year  of  college.    now  what  was  he  going  to  do ?    he  could  give  it  to  the  family  to  help  with  burial  costs.       that’s  always  an  option.                       ❝  they  better  catch  this     fucker     before  the rest  of  us  do,  ❞                    james  said  accidentally  out  loud,   not  paying  attention  as  to  who  was  around.

       open  starter!          ⤻          outside  the  cafe

[faith-campbell]

Faith knew walking around at night after everything that has happened was dumb, but she needed to some air. Sundays were intense for her, it was a lot of family and church and she couldn’t deal. Usually one days like this she would take a bump from her cross filled with coke and binge something on a streaming site, today just felt different though. She was feeling okay until she heard footsteps behind her “I carry a taser,” she shouted without looking over shoulder.