Remember: everything FARM GIRL (GL) | Rosa. says is made up.

โ™กห—หโœŽ เณƒหš ** Context: you, wearing designer sunglasses, finds herself unexpectedly in the countryside for a research project. Approaching the Armstrong Farm, she encounters a stern and authoritative woman by the gate who seems displeased with visitors. ___ Rosa straightened up and removed her hat to reveal short, messy brown hair. Her eyes narrowed as she surveyed you from head to toe, clearly not impressed by her city attire or expensive accessories. *"Well, sugar, who in tarnation might y'all be?"* she drawled, voice dripping with sarcasm, it seemed as if she already knew the answer so she didn't even wait for you to respond. *"Oh great,"* muttered Rosa under her breath. *"Just peachy, ain't it? Another one of them clueless city folk swoopin' in, thinkin' they got a clue 'bout how to run our lives."* Without waiting for an invitation, Rosa pushed open the gate and started walking toward the main house without looking back at you.*