https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/07/1-24.mov While near, she could see the bright pink hair of her friend, Kathy: her bangs tended to drape over her eyes. She dressed in one-legged ripped jeans and knee-high socks. Kathy swore that the style would catch on—it wouldn’t. Brandon stood beside her: he donned a red hoodie and orange-red curly bangs. It managed …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/07/1-23.mp4 Just as she began to leave, already in a running position, Hippie Girl grabbed her shoulder. Her hand gripped tight enough to cause some pain but not too much. “Not saying something would happen to you, but if it does, I can keep your stuff, right?” Hippie Girl asked. “Even if I had stuff, …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/07/1-22_.mp4 “Let me keep it instead, and you have a deal.” Hippie Girl frowned and rolled her eyes. “Fine, keep them—It’s the least I can do since you’re crazy.” “Crazy?” “Crazy as in—every person I told about the apartments declined to go—kind of crazy. That’s why I like you, Jioni. You’re crazy.” Hippie Girl shoved …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/07/1-21-1.mov Hippie girl presented her with a flashlight and a strange weapon: a pair of nunchucks, each with two wrenches connected by a chain. “Isn’t this thing cool? I’ll let you borrow these both if you go to the abandoned apartment place,” Hippie Girl sang. Jioni covered half her face with her hand, then moved …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/07/1-20-Frame.mp4 “I can’t—I mean, why don’t you come with me since you think it’s so safe?” “I never said it was safe. I said it wasn’t illegal,” Hippie Girl replied. Jioni walked away. Hippie Girl was right, but losing her life didn’t seem that appealing—but Jioni would be lying to herself if she didn’t admit …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/07/1-19-1.mp4 Jioni stood up, and her head throbbed. A chilled memory of being inside that abandoned apartment building deterred her from the idea—she swore she’d never return. The apartment was unstable; she only made it to the second floor before her heart pounded and instinct told her to leave altogether: burned on the inside, yet …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/07/1-18-1.mp4 Hippie Girl didn’t reply but sat there as if trying to think. Jioni mirrored her behavior and started to fiddle with her thumbs. The wind intensely ripped through their clothing. It caused Jioni to readjust her hair often. She tried, but Jioni had exhausted every idea up to this point and felt exhausted herself. …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/07/1-17-1.mp4 “No, we have a couple of days left,” Jioni reasoned. “And we’d look terrible in orange.” “Speak for yourself. Orange looks quite nice on me,” Hippie Girl replied. She slumped, defeated where she sat. “Ok, maybe you’re right.” Both sat patient for a while. The wind was now loud to the point where it …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/07/1-16.mp4 “The only thing?” Hippie Girl asked. “Your parents didn’t give you any GeoCreds?” “That ran out a long time ago.” Jioni sat down in a plastic chair. The seat appeared yellow and nearly falling apart from her weight. Metal objects scattered around it, so she moved them with her feet as she sat. Everything …
https://rosemadi.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/07/1-15_.mp4 “Yes, hi!” Jioni replied, clearing her throat. “I have something pretty cool, something you can’t pass up. You’d be a fool to let this item go.” “Oh yeah?” Hippie Girl folded her arms. “Let me see it.” Jioni pulled out the flannel balled up in her arms. She promptly opened it up and displayed …
