helplessly. [chaennie]

Chapter 2

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"I'm home!"  Rosie dropped down her bags on the floor as she entered their house—her sister's house. Sweaty and tired, she groaned ready to get tackled by the two little monsters. 

Their dog greeted her first, wagging her tail like crazy. "Candy!" Rosie lifted the half shih tzu-half Pomeranian dog. "How're you? Did you miss me?"

The dog can only bark but Rosie understood it as a yes. She giggled, "I know you do." She snuggled her dog before settling it down gently back on the floor.

Not a second pass until she heard a squeal coming from her two year old nephew who was sprinting towards her, all in his naked glory.

"Wosie!" Screams of high baby octaves filled their house. Having a difficulty in saying words made him twice as adorable as a puppy, a weak spot for Rosie.

"Of course, Keigo. You, too." She smiled fondly to her nephew as she picked him up to settle him on her waist. 

After playing  with Keigo and Candy for a while, the two little monsters got bored of her and went back to the Kitchen where their dad was busy cooking for tonight's dinner. 

Rosie made sure to greet his brother-in-law before going back to the front door to pick up her bags and went inside her room.

"I miss you, my bed." She dropped her body on her double bed, finally resting after sitting for hours finishing her sketches for an architectural project.

Rosie is a 4th year architectural student in a university. Although during the first year in college she was having second thoughts, now she had adjusted with how demanding her degree is. But still she gets tired after every end of school day.

"I can't remember when's the last time I laid on a bed." Still talking to herself, she closed her eyes to enjoy the feeling of a soft bed on her back.

Her rest was disturbed when she heard her phone beeped, signaling a notification from Twitter. 

Groaning, she gave up her moment's rest and reached for her phone in her bag's side pocket. 

"all of u better not compete with my phatass the moment TS drop that tour anncmnt because ya better swear i'll have that damn vip floor tix coz yo mama bout to sing all damn songs with ha!" 

She laughed at the notification. Rosie has a stan account on twitter dedicated to Taylor Swift. From time to time, during breaks or when she's bored, she religiously follows Taylor Swift updates and scrolls down her twitter, liking and retweeting anything about the artist.

Like now, with nothing left to do with school, she once again find herself scrolling through her twitter feed. Every now and then, she would read a tweet from an account she's been following for months now. She found that account funny and cute because of their random tweets, sometimes she would reply but the only thing they did was to leave a like on her replies.

Scrolling even more, Rosie would find different tweets like news about Trump, Azelia Bank's new IG story, or a viral tweet about dogs. Sometimes, she'd find sapphic tweets like The Handmaiden tweets, especially that scene where the servant was eating out the maiden's p—or quotes from the bible. Her timeline was filled with a lot of different things.

She gave it another five minutes of scrolling before turning off her phone and decided to take a nap before dinner.

Time: 5:49 pm. She looked at the clock. Dinner's at seven so she'll have a long nap to enjoy,