L a y s on @SaccharineAmore. "Feliz cumpleaños, mi cielo," she murmurs, pressing a feather-light kiss to the girl's nose. "Te amo más que la vida misma."

|| I just spent like three whole minutes staring at different translations for damn. I hope I picked left the right one.

|| I don't think my grammar on this is right but OH WELL

Is. . .is this an offer?

Well. . .what if she accepted this offer?

She'll try and sneak out, but she makes no promises. Her house is kinda creaky, y'know?

But it's Valentine's day, and this is an experience she's never had. (Sex on Valentine's day, that is.) It's just that it's easier to sneak out through her window, but more dangerous, because she's on the second floor.

Listen, she's not ( trying ) to hurt herself. . .this time. She just wants to come see him. Make out and all.

More like her parents hate them. You know how hard it is to hide a pregnancy, even in it's early stages? She'd so much rather just live with him. But anyway, she's on the way over.

Well. . .does he maybe want a little silent company? She's not doing anything.

It's a promise. Besides, she doesn't have much to talk about. But if he does wanna talk at some point, at least she'll be there, yeah?

Hey, is 𝑭𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺. okay? She just. . .hasn't seen much of him lately, and she's a little worried.

|| this was not supposed to be one run on sentence but here we are

Leans against 𝑭𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺.. Damn, he's still so big next to her. "I made you something," she mumbles, pulling a card out of her hoodie pocket. "It's not much, but I hope you like it." It's just her talking about how much she appreciates him. Hopefully it's not silly.

Since it's been a long time since Yojayra last spent time with 𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑪𝑨 𝑳𝑶𝑫𝑮𝑬., she figures she ought to stop by for a little while. See her favorite Lodge. "Hiya Ronnie!"

|| 12 and / or 24 and / or 21 ? I wanna write with you more and angst is fun, plus there's a soft option. I also don't wanna overwork ya.

With swollen, red cheeks and tearstained skin, Yojayra taps on HERMIONE GOMEZ.'s arm, holding back sniffles. "Ca—can I stay with you for a little while? I don't wanna go home. . ."

. . . where's their son?

Because. Reasons. She was napping.