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Wowowow it has been a long time since i’ve open this account 🚶‍♂️ idk if i should delete it or keep it…maybe go back and restart (aka renovating this account) (;3;)

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oouuu maybe a headcanon of bruno x fem!reader with a big age gap? like shes in her early/mid twenties and bruno is his canonical age

and could she be all bubbly and sweet and have a big crush on him but think he thinks of her like a little sister or *shudders* a daughter but it ends all fluffy?

Hiii! Uh i dont think i can write these kinds of request since age gaps (something more than 5 years) are not my thing. And also i do not take request here anymore because i moved accounts already ( @milksxda ). Im sorry but i hope u have a wonderful day!! >_<

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…so we totally did not move to @biimos !!!

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꒰ ❝ Where Love Grows ! ❞ ꒱

꒰✿꒱: PAIRING: Bruno Madrigal x GN! Reader

꒰★꒱: SUMMARY: ( Y/N ) & Bruno spend a lovely lazy morning together in the comfort of their own little apartment. You realize how much time has passed and how much has changed around you, but you notice how one thing has stayed the same.

꒰✿꒱: WARNING: Mention of food.

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Streaks of yellow sharply cut through the glass panes making the dust in the quaint room visible, the pretty hues of orange and red danced nicely over the buildings and shops of the little town. The all too familiar smell of coffee brewing filled your nostrils, and the sudden coldness by your side answered all of your questions. You lazily threw on your husband's white button up, one that he often left lying around especially after a long day of work, your feet touching the cold planks of your home wandering sleepily trying to find him.

When you did, you were greeted by an angelic sight, Bruno stood in all his glory, his hair tied back haphazardly and hips swaying with some old Spanish tune. You smile happily leaning against the doorframe as he hums happily while plating two stacks of pancakes, finally he acknowledges your presence.

“H..how long have you been standing there?” his cheeks flushed and his hands were wrung together close to his chest. You let out a laugh, even after all these years he was so endearing, he was still the same man you met all those years ago. Bruno squirmed nervously under your gaze, embarrassment washing over him in powerful waves rolling and knocking around inside his body and mind.

“Oh, how fond I am of you” you coo softly, capturing his warm cheek with your palm, a touch that he melts into. In response he lets out an airy laugh.

“Well I’d certainly hope so, we are married after all aren’t we?” he replies cheekily, his chocolate brown eyes staring into yours.

You throw your head back and laugh, “Always a bit of a jokester, huh?” you tease, warm hands finding themselves in his hair. Bruno grins.

“You know, I do remember when we were younger--” He groans, “You always do that don’t do that, Bruno” you halfheartedly scold, wacking his arm playfully.

“I hate it when you talk about the past” he offers lamely.

“Why’s that?”

“Ay, you know I used to be insanely embarrassing!”

“Amor, it was cute” You coo, pinching his cheeks, to which he pouts at swatting your hands away. Bruno, earlier in your relationship back when you were both naive and young, would put so much effort into impressing you and making grand gestures to make you swoon but they always ended up a mess. For a moment you remembered a younger version of yourself brushing a curly strand of hair away from his face and giving him a breezy kiss on the cheek as a ‘Thank you.’ Everybody found it sweet when they’d see you mindlessly walking around in a gathering chatting with people and catching up, and along tagged Bruno following you around like a lovesick puppy. On your 20th anniversary he had admitted to you that you were a social light, completely opposite of him, your body language and words were captivating and since the moment he had met you he was wrung by every little word you uttered. You were a people magnet, you could breeze through conversations in ways he could not, he admired you deeply, not only thinking of you as his other half but as his muse.

It left you a flustered mess, a muse? How could you have possibly been perceived by him in such a magnificent way? In that moment it hit you, he was completely enamored with you, when he stared at you during lazy mornings with goofy love ridden grins and heavy lidded eyes, even at your worst state, he truly held love for you deeply and it coursed through his veins the way oxygen and blood did. It was safe to say you married soon after.

“I love you” you said, cutting through the pancakes into individual pieces, you watched as he flushed and choked on his coffee.

A bit of coughing and wheezing after he responds with “I…love you too but I don’t understand, Why say it all of a sudden?”

“Because, you do things like, wake up in the morning to make us breakfast when I don’t want to. You hold me after we’ve watched the Notebook even though you’ve told me not to, but I insist on doing it anyway. You’ve been with me for so many years, and you still feel the same way you felt all those years ago and I can’t put it into words how much that means to me. I love you, Bruno”

His frown slowly turns into a smile as he gazes at you with those kind, loving chocolate brown eyes.

“I love you too, (Y/N)”

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[ A/N ]: I hope you all enjoyed this! I’m very sorry for the wait, my personal life has been a bit hectic to say the least lol ^_^

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Alrighty!! I'm just going to answer this last request and then start fixing up my new account on the weekend (>"=w=)>

I hope this will be the last time i'm moving

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Hmmm, i have come to a conclusion…i will be moving accs…again…

Istg this better be my last (however i’ll answer a few request in my new acc) TT THIS IS A PAIN I CANT EVEN STICK WITH ONE ACC AHHH IM SO SORRY T^T

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TT it is 7am and oh gosh i cant sleep TT IM SO SLEEP DEPRIVE ISTG HHHH WHY DOES SLEEP HATE ME

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just checking how are you ? hope you take care and have a wonderful year ^^

OOH HII HELLO!! I'm doing fine actually just a bit stressed but I'll be fine!! (ngl this scared me idk why but dont worry about that HAHAHAHAHAH) I HOPE U HAVE A WONDERFUL AND FANTASTIC YEAR AS WELL!! Sending all my love to you ღゝ◡╹)ノ♡♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

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Hello! I really like the way u write, can i request a bruno madrigal x reader where the reader just admires bruno's beauty and it makes him shy? Like the reader is looking at him with such love loaded eyes while bruno talks abt his rats or novelas and the reader just tells him how special he is, it would be adorable, thank u 💕

꒰ ➼ ❝ were you even listening? ❞ ꒱

bruno x reader

warnings: nothing!

a/n :: I WANTED TO WRITE ABOUT BRUNO AND HIS APPEARANCE SO MUCH HHH!! TY

you swore to yourself that you would keep an eye on how long you stared at bruno for. but you couldn’t help it, you were entranced by his beauty. you watched as his curls bounced as he danced around with his rats, his eyes shining with admiration and interest in the telenova he had created.

you stared, admiring his features as he started to slow down his voice, becoming more aware of your staring — not that you realized it was your queue to nod and laugh.

‘are you paying attention?’ his voice sliced through your thoughts as you blinked, startled.

‘of course!’ you protested, glancing away beneath his disappointed gaze. ‘alejandro told her that their love was forbidden, and she kissed him, right?’ he frowned for a moment.

‘no…’ he muttered, eyes flickering away. ‘you know what? if you don’t really want to listen, you don’t have to…’ carefully taking the clothes off of his rats, you were quick to exclaim.

‘no!’ he looked taken aback at your outburst. ‘i mean… i was just…’ you twiddled your fingers. ‘you’re just.. so handsome.’ you blurted, eyes widening. bruno halted, his rats wriggling from his grasp and squeaking.

‘oh..! um.’ he muttered with realization, face becoming flushed as he shied away from your gaze. tugging at his hood slightly, you struggled to find the words to save yourself. ‘that’s just… wow. you uh, you don’t have to lie if you think it’s going to make me feel better.’

‘that’s not it at all, bruno.’ you said, approaching him to peck his temples with gentle butterfly kisses, trailing to his forehead, then down to his nose. ‘gosh, those eyes, you always look so curious and so gentle.’ you muttered between kisses. ‘and your nose,’ you listed, leaving a gentle kiss on the bridge of his nose. ‘don’t even think i forgot about your hair, bruno.’

twirling one of bruno’s curls with your finger, you watched as he his face became a tomato, cheeks red from the appreciation you were showering him with all of the sudden. ‘i, um—‘ at loss for words, he melted into your touch. ‘thank you.’ hands wrapping around you, you realised he had gotten comfortable and urged you to continue.

tracing soft patterns into his skin, every now and then you would give him a soft kiss on the lips and he shut his eyes in pure bliss, enjoying your affection. ‘bruno… you don’t have to thank me for anything.’ squeezing you in his embrace, you laid your head on his shoulder and let out a sigh of happiness. ‘i’m not doing this because i have to, it’s because i want to.’ thumb rubbing circles into your back, he hummed.

‘so.. does that mean you do like my telenovas?’ he finally asked, splitting the comfortable silence as you gawked.

‘that’s what you choose to say?’

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….i hate how i always have the urge to like keep moving accs like TT AHH ITS SO IRRITATING AND I FEEL BAD DOR ALWAYS MOVING SO MANY DANG TIMES T^T SOBBING

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꒰ ❝ Absolutely Smitten ! ❞ ꒱

꒰✿꒱: PAIRING: Camilo Madrigal x GN! Reader <3

꒰★꒱: SUMMARY: Camilo & ( Y/N ) spend an evening up in his room & Camilo realizes their partners fascination with his hair, and reminisces about the first time they met.

꒰✿꒱: WARNING: none! :)

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“Your hair is really soft after you’re done washing it”

Camilo almost didn’t catch what you had murmured mindlessly while playing with his curls, he throws a glance over his shoulder, watching as you sat crisscross on his bed your eyes completely focused on the strand of hair wrapped around your fingertips. He found it rather endearing, watching your tongue peek out from your pink lips as you softly pulled at the hair just to watch it bounce back, your eyes lit up with satisfaction.

“Why are you fascinated by my hair, hm?” he hums, laying down carefully so that his back was snug to your chest, you smiled down at him, carefully carding your fingers through his curls in an attempt to not mess it up.

“Dunno, you just have beautiful hair” you said rather boldly, making Camilo’s freckled cheeks turn a splotchy scarlet red, he shifted into a version of you and then himself again. You let out a laugh at his antics.

He can feel the rumble of your chest and it sends butterflies swarming in his stomach, don’t get him wrong he absolutely loved making the towns people and his family laugh, but making you laugh was a true accomplishment in his eyes. Camilo often felt the familiar ache in his chest he got the first time he met you, you sat by a lake your feet swishing in the water as you watched the neighborhood kids play and swim.

Camilo had approached you with a nervous smile which you seemed to mirror right back at him, your eyes soft and inviting as you patted the smooth grass next to you to which he accepted and spent the rest of the day chatting with you under the warm sun and cool breeze.

Neither you or Camilo had noticed when it had gotten dark outside, until Pepa had come rushing outside and stumbled upon the both of you sat side by side it was safe to say that she was quick to usher the both of you inside. Inside of the Madrigal home, you stood shyly behind Camilo, your hands gripping the hem of his pretty yellow poncho, while Pepa scolded her son for not introducing his young friend to the rest of the family.

You were accompanied by Camilo to walk back home, a basket generously filled with Julietas pastries, as an apology for having to endure Pepas wrath, sat underneath his arm as he nervously glanced at you, seemingly trying to muster up a question to ask you.

“Would you like to ask me something?” you asked, your cheeks turning pink as his brown eyes met yours. He was quick to look away and gnaw on his bottom lip, he fiddled with a frayed string of his poncho.

“I..I wanted to ask if you’d like to come by tomorrow?” he blurts out, meanwhile shifting into a bunch of people, a nervous habit that never seemed to go away no matter how old he’d gotten. Your eyes lit up with amusement.

Stopping in your tracks you face him, grabbing the basket from underneath his arm, you placed a soft kiss on his warm cheek and squeaked out a “Of course!” and ran into your house. Camilo sighed dreamily as his hand found the place your lips had met on his cheek, he was was unconditionally and irrevocably smitten with you.

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↪︎ BONUS:

“Ángel? Estas bien, amor?” your soft concerned whisper grounding him back to reality, you were now in front of him your hands on his cheeks as you examined him.

“Estoy bien, I was day dreaming about the day we first met” he mused as he captured your hands with his, he peppers kisses onto your face lovingly, a wave of adoration and love crashed into him at full speed.

“I’m glad I met you, ( Y/N )” Camilo says softly as his lips meet yours, smiling into a kiss you parrot his confession.

“I’m glad I met you too, Cami”

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[ A/N ]: this is a bit of a short one since i’ve been a bit busy but hopefully my next one will be a bit longer, as always feel free to send in some requests! :)

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Is your writing female reader?

Cause I'm not sure but really want to find Encanto blogs but there aren't a lot for gay males..

If they are for female reader please tag it as female reader and if its gender neutral please tag it as that. If its male also please tag it as that.

Oh i uhhh i dont know what to say, i always do gender neutral (so basically everything is gender neutral) because i really dont really do any female pronouns for reader?? Even tho i’m female myself but i just use any pronouns and so far people never specify what gender they want for the reader :0

However! I am comfortable doing male and female (b^u^)d

I don’t put gender stuff in the tag because i only just put what im writing for. So people can see my work, and many people don’t even do that as well like # fem reader, worst part is the tags are so confusing because people keep putting characters in the hashtags that they don’t belong in. I don’t know what else to say because like this is my first time getting these types of stuff in my inbox. I hope i didn’t sound rude or mean, i promise you i’m not mad. Thought thank you for telling me this!! I hope you have a good day!! (^u^)

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❱ http:˚♡another year again  !! ˚ˑؘ 🍙 ·˚

° └➤ ･ﾟˊˎ BRUNO MADRIGAL  !! 

-ˋ₊˚. ꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱ . reality hits when you realize it is yet another year you won’t see him. 

˗ˏˋ # AN . HAPPY NEW YEAR MY BELOVEDS I AM SO SORRY IF IT HAS TO BE SAD YK!! but i promise this year i will finish all request, i will try my best and get them done as soon as possible! But happy new year everyone !! sending all my heart filling loves mwah mwah mwah !!!

Everyone from Encanto was invited again, and La Casa Madrigal was packed. It made you happy to see people smile, hear laughter, and see youngsters running alongside others.

It doesn't get any better tonight than this.

You couldn't help but smile as you saw the entire family having a nice time. You recall all of the lovely memories that each of you had growing up in the family.

It was a memorable but not unforgettable experience.

But there was one thing you truly desired...a second chance to see him.

Bruno Madrigal, the man who grabbed your heart and made you laugh uncontrollably. He was the wellspring of your soul's enlightenment, the eternal flame. You're wondering where he is these days...been it's years. You find yourself reminiscing about the past every minute you stay here. The warmth of his embrace, the sound of his laughter, the tickle of his unkempt locks... You'd been terribly missing him.

Before you arrived, no one dared to walk past his door. You were the only one who seemed to notice. Everyone in town regarded him as a source of misery, and they only saw the worst in him.

You've seen the beauty he possesses.

You could see how much he cares for his family and how much he loves them.

Now, tragically, he's no longer with us.

"Every day, I wonder if you'll return." I've lost track of how many times I've visited your tower..." "Things aren't the same without you, I'm not the same...without you," you chuckled as you stared at the dreary door. As your palm traced the engraved face on his door, you proceeded.

"'Please let him come home...at least this once,' I pray to the stars every night." I'd beg and beg until I couldn't think of anything more to beg for, hoping that my wish would come true."

Nothing could be heard because everything has been replaced by quiet. Your loneliness had blinded you. You craved to hear his voice again and couldn't get enough of him. You hoped to see him one more, to feel his warmth...but your wish was not granted.

"Remember when we first met and you threw a bucket of water on me? You were worried because I appeared to be angry, but as I smiled and laughed, you returned the smile. I was irritated, but your adorable expression made me bust out laughing." It felt as if it was yesterday, as if everything was wonderful, as I laughed at the memories.

"R-Remember our wedding day...how-how I couldn't wait for them to finish the statement because I was so anxious to kiss you? And when I did, we both tripped, and you apologized by falling on top of me. Instead, I laughed and kissed you as if no one was watching "Your fingers brushed across your smooth but cracked lips as you smiled. You can sense the warmth of his lips, a sense of belonging. Oh, how you wish you could go back in time to your wedding day, to a period when it was all beautiful.

Unfortunately, you were once again alone, and you returned your gaze to the door.

"Maybe one day I'll come to and see you again after this nightmare. A joyful conclusion to a nightmare...."

This, on the other hand, was not a nightmare; it was the truth. You're well aware that you won't be able to escape this reality. You know he'll be treated differently from the rest of the group, and you also know you can't say anything else about him. You already know you won't be warmed by his presence or soothed by his words....

"Bruno, another year has passed. Another year that I know I won't- I won't see you...  Goodbye Bruno."

And it was another year, another year when you knew he wouldn't be there and you know for sure it will be the same again.

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Man i miss editing...sigh finally did an edit for my friend's birthday!!

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yeahhhh I’ll just take a break from writing..and also i should interact with people more T^T 

so if anyone wants to chat with me i am free to go we can talk about literally anything (i am very talkative hehehe >:3) so please fill free to just say random stuff i really do not care >:DDD 

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❱ http:˚♡a special gift  !! ˚ˑؘ 🍙 ·˚

° └➤ ･ﾟˊˎ VIKTOR CHRISTMAS SPECIAL !! 

-ˋ₊˚. ꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱ . christmas was something he could careless about. But when a someone appears at his lab with a present for him. It changes everything

˗ˏˋ # AN . hello hello guys!! Merry holidays and i hope that everyone is doing great! I hope you enjoy this christmas thing ahdfhjskf T^T i was planning on posting it the other night but gosh i was tired…buttt here it isss!!

"Have you been standing there for a while?" A voice spoke up out of nowhere, grabbing your whole attention. You move your gaze from side to side to see who it is, but as you glance forward, you notice Viktor sitting comfortably on the chair.

"O-oh, u-uhh-"  Your brain tried to process what you wanted to say, but it came to a halt. "W-well, not quite very long." You fidgeted with your hands around the colorful box with the lovely golden ribbon on top.

"I-I wanted to give you something; I know it's not perfect, but here it is." You walked up to deliver him the gift while looking down at your feet, too embarrassed to look him in the eyes. He accepted the gift with a twinkle in his honeyed eye that made you blush. When he opens the package, he is greeted by a small machine. It shifted and attempted to reposition itself by walking. It turned out to be a small robot. Its head swung from side to side, allowing it to obtain a better picture of who it was staring at. It began to jump from the unexpected thrill that the machine would be serving him or that he would have a companion.

"I- ummm.. I made this little helper for you so that if you ever needed assistance, you'd have someone to talk to. It's designed to act like a human, and I hope you enjoy it because they appear to like you!" He felt warm because of your grin, which made his chest explode. Of course, he was aware of how long this would take, and he admired the amount of hard work you put in. As he returned his gaze to his now-new partner, he couldn't help but smile softly. He couldn't think of anything to say except that he was awestruck by your creation.

"Y/n....thank you so much; I promise I'll look after them." It was the only thing that sprang to mind. Of course, he wanted to say more but couldn't since he didn't want to, but even by this simple jester it still made you smile. "Have a wonderful Christmas, Viktor!" Enjoy your gift, and I'll see you again soon!"

"Wishing you a very Merry Christmas as well." And off you go, your face flushed from the unexpected thank you. He, too, was racing, and the thought of you remembering him will make him feel wonderful for the rest of his life.

'Perhaps Christmas doesn't seem all terribly unpleasant after all...' As he returned his gaze to his assistant, which you had created for him. He thought to himself how you made him change his opinion towards this holiday.

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≡;- ꒰ °merry madrigal christmas! ꒱

↳ MADRIGAL FAMILY, its implied that you’re dating camilo, fluffy cute and chaotic, basically christmas day with the madrigals

a/n : i have no idea if they celebrate christmas in colombia, but i thought this was cute!!! IM RPOUD OF THIS AKDJAK PRAISE ME PLEASE

Spending Christmas with the Madrigals was, to put it simply, chaotic.

So far, charades had been played (resulting in arguments between Camilo and Mirabel), the Christmas tree had been blew over by Pepa after she tripped onto it and further ruined it by her annoyance and as of currently, Dolores and Isabela were trying on outfits they had been gifted.

‘I think it’s a bit rude that they both got fancy outfits and I’m stuck with this ugly sweater.’ Camilo groaned as he stared down in disgust at his clothes, watching with a pout as Dolores twirled in a pretty, teal dress. Pepa chuckled and waved her hand about, shrugging and saying;

‘In my defence, you got stuck in the last dress I bought you and cried so hard you threw up because you thought you would never be able to get out of it. I thought you said you never wanted one agai-‘

‘I wAS EIGHT MAMI-!’

You giggled as Camilo and Pepa argued over how much of a drama queen his younger self was, your head shaking in Camilos lap. Most of the family had decided that they wanted to pester help Julieta cook the Christmas dinner, abandoning you, Camilo and Pepa to judge Isabela and Dolores’s dresses.

‘Stop arguing and answer me guys! Does this green colour suit me? Mama said I looked gorgeous but I want some extra opinions.’

Isabela rolled her eyes and ignored Camilo’s ‘boos’ and complaints of jealousy and looked at you and Pepa, praying that you would be more sensible and a bit more honest.

‘It looks great, Isa! Julieta always has the best eye for colours.’

‘I agree, it looks really good on you!’

Camilo looked at you and mouthed ‘traitor’, flopping dramatically onto you. You rolled your eyes and ruffled his hair, trying ever so hard not to meet eyes with Pepa, who was smiling at the two of you and rain clouds formed above her head. You watched as Isabela and Dolores ran back upstairs to get changed again and decided you should check up on everyone in the kitchen. You know, make sure they’re all still alive.

Bad decision.

Had Camilo slipped some drugs in your tea this morning?

Bruno was currently being smacked gently with a roll of paper by Julieta, his mouth full and it was obvious he had been stealing food. While she was preoccupied, Felix was carrying Antonio back into the main room, preventing him from failing for probably the 100th time to steal sweets from Julieta’s jars and Agustin was running around clutching his butt, which was currently on fire.

Bruno saw you in the doorway and put his hands together and silently begged you to help him escape from his sisters wrath, you laughed loudly at him and this caused her to look towards you as well, and notice the chaos going on around her. She took a few deep breaths, mouthed a little ‘sorry’ and rolled her eyes, quickly shoving an arepa in Agustins mouth and shooing everyone out of the room, tired of their shenanigans.

‘Ah, sorry dear.. You weren’t waiting for long were you? Is there anything you need?’

You giggled at Julieta’s tired face and walked closer to the stove where she was standing, stirring whatever was it pot and looking down with hungry eyes.

‘Don’t worry about it. Is there anything you need? You look very stressed, can I help at all?’

Julieta sighed and looked at you with a grateful smile, walking over to a cabinet and grabbing an array of spices.

‘I appreciate the offer, but I’m afraid I don’t need any help at the moment. I’m just a little bit.. shocked… at the mess that was going on. I think Bruno has gotten a little bit too used to stealing my food.’

You snickered.

‘Well, take it easy! Want me to check on Agustin when I leave?’

She gave you a pleading look that basically said ‘please for the love of god’ and with that, you strolled out of the room into the main one, poking your head over the door frame.

Yeah, should’ve stayed in the kitchen.

Where was Mirabel when you needed her..?