A plan to take Tinsley away

*ROSALIE’s APARTMENT*

It was late in the evening, and the sun was just seeing below the horizon.

Tinsley was walking through the streets, her face was pale and she was looking ragged.

A few minutes later, she arrived finally at Rosalie’s apartment and she slowly opened the front door.

Her body was dangling with weariness and her eyes filled with grief.

Just as she stepped inside the living room, the aroma of freshly baked cookies swirled her nose as it flowed from the kitchen.

Tinsely stomach crumbled hungrily, and at that moment, she knew she hadn't eaten since morning.

Closing the door behind her, Rosalie scampered out of the kitchen with concern inscribed on her face.

“You are back! Where have you been since last night? I was fucking worried about you, best!” Rosalie said worriedly, and she opened her arms wide.

Tinsely wrapped her hands around tightly, then she rested her head on Rosalie’s shoulder.

“I'm always fine, you don't have to worry about me, okay?” Tinsely softly