Tinsley's cards are shit, but she's going to play them anyway. What else could she possibly have to lose? She already lost her chance at a good childhood, the cards dealt to her stained with memories she's still salty about. She's attempting to survive in a world that seems determined to set her back. Even though she feels like the universe has it out for her, Tinsley holds onto a sliver of hope that something good is coming her way. And who knows? Maybe that something good is not a what, but a who. In the process of editing!!
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