Lisa is living alone in New York and puts out a flyer for a new roommate... that's when Rosé comes into the equation. Recently out of a relationship, will the simple joke of the two
foreign girls being soulmates become a reality?
A/N: This is a con...
For the first time in a few months, Rosé was looking forward to starting a project, mainly because she knew that she would get to do it with Lisa by her side.
"I'll just have another quick nap, first," Rosé smiled, flopping down onto the sofa face down and closing her eyes.
"Nuh uh, no, get up," Lisa said, slapping the older girls bottom.
"Owww!" Rosé whined, turning back over and pouting at the younger girl who stood there with a smirk on her face.
"Get up then," The black haired, demanded, turning around and clearing the coffee table. "Get your stuff," Lisa said, quickly disappearing into the kitchen then returning empty armed.
"Fine," Rosé huffed, standing up and walking into her room, collecting her laptop, notepad and colouring supplies.
"Good little chipmunk, maybe I'll kiss you later," Lisa smirked, sitting down on the floor and running a hand through her hair.
"Why not now?" Rosé pouted, setting her stuff down.
"Because I said so," Lisa firmly said, "Now start, what should I do?" The black haired asked, grabbing the notepad and flipping it open randomly.
Rosé began explaining the process that she normally went through when creating something for a company.
"Write down some words that can usually associate with music and also some images. Sketch them or just write them. Think of colour combinations that might work and match with each other. What else?"
After hearing the on going list of what she had to work on, Lisa realised that Rosé hadn't planned on doing any work herself.
"And what are you going to do?" Lisa asked, cutting Rosé off as she was about to go into detail about catchy jingles.
"I planned on sleeping," Rosé smiled, laying back down.
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"Rosieeeeee!" Lisa complained, moving so that she was right next to Rosé's ear, startling her.
"But I'm tired," Rosé yawned, facing Lisa and staring into her warm brown eyes.
"Oh well," The younger girl chirped, bumping noses with the older girl and dragging her off the sofa so that she landed on the floor with a thump. Instead of complaining, Rosé just laid on the floor, staring up at the ceiling and pouting.
"You can't just lay there," Lisa said, poking Rosé's side which still remained lifeless.
"Yes I can," Rosé retaliated.
"But you have work to do," The younger girl said, pausing from poking Rosé momentarily.
"I don't want toooooo!" The older girl whined.
"Well you asked for it," Lisa said.
"Asked for wh...?" Rosé was cut off as Lisa suddenly jumped on top of her and began digging her fingers into Rosé's sides, tickling her viciously as the older girl was squirming underneath her, trying, but to no avail, to push the younger girl off her.
