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Post by tinsley alessandra adams on Dec 25, 2010 0:57:21 GMT -5
Tinsley was in her home getting ready for her best friends birthday, Rosalinda Strudwick. Her friend has been having a rough time. What with having boy troubles and having mutual friend problem that Tins said that she wouldn't get in the middle of. So as she waited for the cake to finish baking, she got on the computer and logged on and noticed Rosa was online and she chatted her up, as well as inviting her to come over to her home and stay the night. Rosa also said that she needed a girls night out, and what better than a mini birthday party with two best friends. Tinsley also had a car up her sleeve.
As she waited more, Tinsley went to her room and changed into something a little more formal since she had a surprise for her friend, and because it was also her birthday. Tins wanted to make sure that she cheered Rosa up, even if it was a little, Tinsley would be happy. As she waited for Rosa to come to her house, Tinsley put her surprise in a medium sized box, with rocks in it to weigh it down and throw her off when she went to open it. Tins wrapped it and put it on her kitchen counter as she went to finish the cake twenty minutes later. Tinsley sent Rosa a text telling her to come over now and after she hit the send button, Tinsley broke out the comfort food, ice cream and chocolate and she even popped some popcorn. Tins was ready for a well needed girls night. Now all that was needed was the guest.
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Post by rosalinda anne strudwick on Dec 26, 2010 20:44:25 GMT -5
Rosa didn't want to go anywhere tonight. If she was going anywhere she wanted to get fucked up. That clearly wasn't going to happen. Her friends, aside from Tins, had all forgotten her birthday but that was to be expected because her friends were all preoccupied with fucking Dev. Whatever. She hated him. Every last bit of her mind was thinking of ways to embarass him like he had clearly embarrassed her. It was uncalled for. she was the it girl of the city and no one got away with hurting her. No one. She would make sure of it.
Rosa was in her PJs. A pair of Victoria Secret pink sweats and matching hoodie. Her tank top read "unwrap me". It was no lie that she was obsessed with her sweatpants. If she could get away with them, then she wore them. But even her sweatpants were fashionable.
She pulled into the driveway and turned off her car. Then she knocked on the front door. "It's me, Tins." Whether she'd stay or not was another question because Tins wasn't going to get in the middle of this. It was hard to vent to someone who wanted nothing to do with the situation.
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