Started: Jan. 18, 2022
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Tonight is the night... What are you waiting for...? Start getting ready!!!
Tonight, a huge party is being held in the center of town! Who's hosting it?: none other than the amazing Madrigals!Everyone has been talking about it for weeks, and you can't wait. You immediately start getting ready. Wait... But what are you to wear? All you know is that it has to be cool since it's summer time. You hear a voice yelling from down the hall.
"Y/n, are you getting ready? I'm not waiting on you if you're not ready on time."
"Yes, mom," You yell in return, "What kind of clothing should I wear, though?"
"It's a formal event, so wear something nice!"
"Ok, mom."You shuffle over to the closet where you keep all of your shirts, and open the door. Looking from side to side, you quickly scan the space for something nice. Nothing is there. Of course, you think.
You start shuffling through rows of shirts. By now, you're getting scared. You're almost at the end of the row, and you still haven't found anything. As you near the end with dread, you finally lay your eyes upon it: A beautiful lavender dress decorated with lace and flowers.
Where did you even get this dress? At this point, it doesn't matter. You rush to put it on, relieved that it fits. However, when you look in the mirror, your heart sinks.
In the front of the dress, the top has a big dip in the chest. You can't wear it like this. Suddenly, you hear your mom yell again.
"I'm ready to go! I'm giving you 5 minutes, and then you're walking to the party by yourself."
Oh no. You have no choice but to wear this. You decide to grab a cute jacket and cover yourself. After throwing on your shoes, you quickly sprint out the door to meet your mom.
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So You've Fallen for a Madrigal? (Camilo Madrigal x female reader)
FanfictionDuring a party, you meet Camilo Madrigal. This book shows the quick progression of your relationship with not only Camilo, but the rest of his family. Later updates will consist of random moments.