THE BENCH
this is like really short and my dumbass thought this would be funny
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━━━━━━━♡"oh dios mío, i'm tired," camilo sighed.
"yeah," y/n nodded in agreement as both of them sat down on a bench.
"uh, y/n?" camilo said, his eyes widened.
"what?"
he points at a sign next to the bench.
freshly painted
they both look at each other in horror. y/n puts their face in their hands, "my skirt/pants is ruined!"
"my mami is gonna kill me for this!" camilo cried with them.
mirabel walked up to them confused, "why do you guys look so sad?"
camilo gestures to the bench, "sit down, we'll tell you."
mirabel complied, sitting down with them.
"the bench is freshly painted."
A/N
did this in spanish class 😍😍
YOU ARE READING
NEEDS, camilo madrigal.
Fanfiction❝ JUST LEAVE ME FOR SOMEBODY ELSE. ❞ ( camilo madrigal imagines. )