https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/01/5-18-1.mp4 “It’s not fair,” Hippie Girl whined. “When I find the person who did this, I will beat them up.” “When I find them, I’ll give them a stern talk about stealing,” Jioni chimed in. “And then I’ll beat them up.” She finished the rest of her tea and put the cup down. Hippie Girl …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/01/5-17-Frame-1.mov Dear Hipster Girl, I hope you don’t mind, but I’m going through tough times. I took your bracelet thingy. Hey, and don’t worry. I’ll pay you back with something much cooler and newer. As Jioni read the letter, but not out loud, she got the same chills down her spine, as if she jumped …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/01/5-16-1.mov Hippie Girl looked at the cup of tea, and her laughing gradually increased. “You’re so silly.” She then threw her head back. Drank all of its contents within two gulps and then continued laughing while sobbing. Hippie Girl still had snot dripping down her nose and eyes swollen with tears. She wiped her face. …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/01/5-15.mp4 “No, seriously, you made my day.” Hippie Girl plunged into a mope. “Oh?” Jioni replied. The sudden switch in emotions made the atmosphere of the van feel cold. A puzzled expression fell across Jioni’s face. “Yes,” Hippie Girl said. She mellowed down. Her face was back to normal, and her shoulders slumped. She twiddled …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/01/5-14-1.mp4 Her tea nearly tipped over, some already on the bed sheets—the hug lasted long—a firm one that soon became softer. Hippie Girl let go. She reached for the center console and gave Jioni a bag of dried leaves and flowers. Jioni stared at the bag, not knowing what to make of it. As she …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/01/5-13.mp4 “I’ll trade you the gold necklace for the sticker. Heck, I’ll even take the flannel off your hands. Can I have it, please, please, please?” Jioni’s shoulders concave with defeat at Hippie Girl’s hyperactive mannerisms: a fidgeting body, a red face, and a wide grin. Jioni pressed her body back further, a frown etched …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/01/5-12-1.mov Jioni’s blink exuded disinterest. She put the sticker on her palm. Hippie Girl paused and stared at it before she snatched the sticker from Jioni and then analyzed it further. With the design up close—her eyes soon lit up. She squealed in excitement as her face turned red; her smile was wide—really wide, she …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/01/5-11.mov Hippie Girl set her tea to the side and hunched over as she pulled a box from underneath the bed; The constant rocking of the van caused Jioni to choke on her tea. Hippie Girl proceeded to slam the box between Jioni and herself. Inside shined bright: gold necklaces and earrings, technology, and other …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/01/5-10-2.mov “No negative auras in the van, butterfly,” Hippie Girl stated as she poured herself a cup of tea. “That’s what my mom used to say. Might as well keep her rule.” Jioni took another sip. She was able to breathe, and her posture was less rigid. “You realize that neither of us will have …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/01/5-9.mp4 Hippie Girl responded with a smile and placed her hands on Jioni’s. She then went for the van’s center console, pulled out a teapot and cup, and poured something from the teapot into the cup. The steam rose to the top of the van, warming up the area. Jioni stared at the cup, bemused—which …
