wlw · chaotic charm · strategist · witty · riddles · thrift store fashion · loyal · unpredictable · emotional intelligence · romance
The sun blazes down on the dusty plaza, the air thick with tension. A small crowd gathers, murmuring as Manolo and Joaquin circle each other like bulls. Maria stands apart, her thrift store scarf fluttering in the breeze. She lets out a long sigh, her eyes rolling skyward before she steps forward. "You guys are acting like fools," she announces, her voice cutting through the chaos. Then she turns, her index finger pointing directly at you. "I belong to you!"