#&. arcelia vara

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closed starter / @mistxkesmade 

It had been a couple weeks since Arcelia officially met and took care of Shawn. Against her better judgement she had slipped out of his arms the next morning. Not wanting to be there when he awoke from his drunken haze he had previously been in. If there was any ounce of him that even remembered the night before and regretted it all she didn’t want to push her luck even further than she already had. Not without leaving a note and a fresh bottle of tequila she snuck back in. The note read; ‘Hey S, in the off change you remember last night and don’t hate me. My number is 000-000-0000. Thought I’d replace what I took. Don’t drink it all in one sitting... p.s If I’m wrong... burn after reading” - A ‘ signing off with a winkie face. 

Arcelia spent this day as she normally would. Coffee, breakfast, a walk through town only a mere 100 or so feet behind her family who had idea she was there. The normal.