[8] sure thing

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chismosos and mari the 🐐

vini's bf 😍
WE NEVER AGREED TO THIS NAME.

me
well i like it and that's all that matters!

balde 🤤
bruh anyways.... club. like rn.

me
it'd midnight and i haven't pregamed wtf

balde 🤤
ITS SUDDEN WE KNOW BUT FERRAN
WANTS TO GO AND ITS A NEW SPOT
SO WE HAVE TO!!!!

el prohibido 🕺
it's like you want my mom to rip me to shreds

me
i didn't even think abt my parents

vini's bf 😍
i can have aurora cover for me but it's risky

balde 🤤
YOU TWO ARE 18 AND ANSU IS 20
WOMAN AND MAN THE FUCK UP, WALK
OUT THE DOOR, INTO YOUR CARS, AND GO TO THE CLUB!!!

me
no wonder my dad said ur a bad influence

balde 🤤
wait he said that abt me??????

me
no but he should.
anyways, can one of you pick me up?? but
like... park around the corner, just in case 😇

balde 🤤
i'm heading for gavi right now, i'll go for you next. ansu, you in or not????

el prohibido 🕺
... FINE.

me
the peer pressure is crazy.

el prohibido 🕺
uh could you wait a while because i'm gonna
have to sneak out through the window...

me
IM DEAD ASF

vini's bf 😍
NO WAYYYAYAYYAY

balde 🤤
i hate you guys.

MARISOL's POV

"text him again!" i don't know why balde is in a mood when this was his idea and ansu gave us a warning that he was literally leaving through a window. "I'M TRYING!"

"try-"

"tell me to try harder and i'm not driving you home if you black out drunk." that'll shut him up.

the lights to the car are off for his sake and gavi and i watch through my side of the car in the backseat. "is that-"

"oh my god." i start laughing like crazy and take a pic of ansu dangling from his window before he jumps down and into a bush. i'm laughing so hard that i have to lean on gavi for support. "he really meant it, huh?"

"he wouldn't have to if you hadn't rushed us!"

i don't think balde realizes how hard it was for me to do my makeup and pick an outfit. to make my life a little less complicated i chose an off the shoulder tight black long sleeve and a leather skirt with high heel boots.

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