There was once a poor widow who lived in a lonely cottage. In front of the cottage was a garden wherein stood two rose-trees, one of which bore white and the other red roses. She had two children who were like the two rose-trees, and one was called Snow-white and the other Rose-red…The two children were so fond of each other that they always held each other by the hand when they went out together, and when Snow-white said, "We will not leave each other," Rose-red answered, "Never so long as we live," and their mother would add, "What one has she must share with the other."
Rosalina Vermilion was officially lost. "Why is there a stupid forest in the middle of freaking nowhere?!" She thought angrily as she continued trudging along. Squish. Rosalina looked down to see her left foot at least three inches deep in mud. Under normal circumstances, she would've flipped out, but these weren't exactly normal circumstances. Within the past 15 hours, she had somehow managed to get fired from her job working at a bar (She was underage), kicked out of Orphanage Grimm, have the hunk of metal she called her car break down, and lose her cell phone. In that order.
"Forget it. I'm just going to sleep," she said, as she sloshed over to the nearest tree and hoisted herself up. She stopped climbing only after reaching a branch she deemed as sturdy. Not having slept in many hours, she immediately fell asleep.
This is my first TV fanfic, so please forgive me if some characters seem "off". Yes, I know there aren't any in this chapter, but there will be soon, I promise. This chapter was mostly written to set the stage.
Edit: I seem to have made a minor mistake. In Maine, the legal age to work in a bar is 18, which is Rosalina's age. However, I am not going to change her age or her previous job. Please pretend like the law says you must be 21.