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04 | 𝔅𝔲𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔣𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔰 - SEPTEMBER 30TH, 1989
AFTER receiving confirmation from her mother about going out with her friends, best believe she was ecstatic to finally leave the house. A night alone with her friends driving across town to be surrounded by the city sounded all the more entertaining than to sit around the house all day.
Marisol reckoned to bring her sisters, but they weren't too excited at the idea, one saying she was "too lazy to get out" and the other "was really not in the mood to be around people right now" wished her a good time on their behalf.
Briefly after Nicholas and Marisol had arrived parked curbside in front of her house, he blares the horn lightly notifying her they were there. She stepped outside in the lovely heat to hear someone cat calling her from within the car.
A smile crosses her lips seeing Marisol's head pop out the window whistling at her, "Aye mamita, let me get your number!" Her curvy physique was dressed in a black crop top that had the design of a beige skeleton chest in the front of it hugging the form of her busty chest and upper arms. Space was left between the top and baggy black jeans hung loosely around her waist to show off the little pudge of her stomach.
Her afro was still a little wet from her shower, deciding to put some product in hair to keep her curls from frizzing up. Weather like this in particular she would have slicked it back in a bun like normally, but tonight she decided to let it do its thing.
A half up half down hairstyle cascaded around her doll like face, mahogany eyes were embellished by the cat eye makeup adorn around her lids, piecing it all together with darkly outlined lips and coated with a brown tinted gloss. Finishing her attire with a pair of white Nikes and a silver thin chain necklace and silver hoops.
Effortlessly earning a 10 out of 10 best dressed for the night.
They cruised through Central City windows down feeling the cool breeze blow past her hair while they jam out to the latest hip hop hits from the radio through the booming speakers. Liberty leaned up against the window with her arms crossed over the other resting her chin on top. Starstruck of the city's blinding lights shining gorgeously after admiring the scenery of the bridge hovered over the large body of water that was preoccupied with sailboats.
Because her father prohibited them from ever going out into the city, it was expected of her to be amazed by the city's beauty. She was always conditioned to stay in the house and take care of her siblings while her dad worked and her mom took care of the house. She was constantly on a leash and didn't have much of choice when she was on babysitting duty 24/7.
Few minutes later they had arrived at their destined location getting out of the car Liberty, sat on the hood enjoying the nightly breeze hit against her body while she examined the millions of stares glimmering from above.Marisol sighs standing beside her, "Are you sure you told them 6? It's 6:05." They were expecting two other people to show up. They were all to meet at Royal's diner at 6. Not at 6:05, 6:30, or 6:50, at 6:00, and without thinking, Nicholas was confident that they would turn up on time for this occasion, but Marisol thought otherwise.
