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@isabelarcmero
* ✦ — an introduction to isabela romero.
isabela. or izzy, bells, bella. thirty-three. cis woman. she/her pronouns. pansexual. single. works as a dental assistant for merrock family dentistry. lives downtown with mandy hartman. has two pets: blue (dog) and butter (cat). loves taking long walks on the beach, keeping up with the red rox, and making kraft mac and cheese.
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"Always go big or go home," they repeated, stepping back to admire their own work. "Well, after all the work you did, I couldn't refute that, I have to admit." He was pleased with his scarf selection, and that's about all he could say, and that had nothing to do with building skills. "What's your inspiration here? Besides large."
A smile appeared on Izzy's face as the other repeated the phrase. "Thank you, it makes my heart warm to hear you say that," she spoke, a laugh coming afterwards. It was fun to be able to be creative with something like a snowman. Izzy began to pack in more snow, building the next layer to her snowman. "Mhm, I'd say my inspiration is if Frosty decided to have a BBL," she joked. "No, I'm kidding. I think I'm going with the flow. I'll see how I feel after each layer and go from there. Do you have any inpso?"
It's probably for the best that I don't do any holiday hosting, let's be real. What are you doing for Christmas? I assume your family is doing something together? I'll send you photos of what my place is looking like, if you want!
I can't wrap my head around how any one can do it! It feels like so much added on stress, not to mention that you'd have people in and out of your house at all times during it. More power to those who do host! My family will most likely be at home, gathered around the fireplace and watching some Christmas movies we've seen a million times before. Or yelling at each other at the dinner table about who is cheating during Monopoly. What about you? Any fun plans? Please do! I'd love to see them.
You probably aren't wrong. I can see the cogs in their heads going. Who do you think is the mastermind between the two of them? Or is it Butter? Cat's gonna cat. I can dig out the big box of wrapping paper or stop by my parent's house and get one of my mom's boxes. All the cheesy movies, wrapping gifts and maybe even some spiked eggnog? Yes please!
Oooh, that's such a good question! In all honesty, Butter might be the real mastermind behind it all. I know cats can be super sly and sneaky, so maybe she's the one behind it all. That sounds good to me! I've got some paper from my mom that she's not going to use, so we have that as well as some ribbon that I got from the market. It's the perfect night in, I think!
Where: Winter Holiday Market
Who: Cassie and Open
For Cassie, Christmas was absolutely THE best time of year. The music, the shopping, the hot cocoa? It was all perfect to her. So whenever she could get away from The Bubble Bar, she didn't hesitate to go out and indulge herself in the holiday cheer. So she grabbed her guide cane and her guide dog, Harper, and head out to enjoy the festive happenings.
She was halfway up the sidewalk when she felt someone bump into her, and by instinct her grip on Harper's leash. "Sorry! I wasn't--" She cleared her throat, giving the other person a smile. "Nice weather for the holidays, isn't it? So cozy."
Something about this time of year made Izzy really, really happy. Getting to see everyone in the holiday spirit made her insides feel all warm and it made Merrock that much more cozier.
And it was why Izzy loved the Winter Market so much, getting to see everyone in a good mood allowed her to get that much more into the spirit of Christmas. She was busy admiring the lights around the market when she bumped into someone, immediately apologizing once she realized it was her fault for running into the other. "Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't realize I was that close," she spoke, before adding on, "I think so, too. Something about the weather makes it that much more cozier and comforting."
"You're welcome!" Vera grinned at her. "I think it looks good," they chuckled. "That way you won't have the rest of it falling off. Especially the head. No one wants a headless snowman!" they said. "Not yet! I haven't made one in a while, actually!"
Izzy smiled at the other, "I think so too." It was decent so far, looking like any other snowman. Izzy let out a soft laugh as she listened to the other, picturing a headless snowman. "I feel like that'd be more in line with something from the movie The Nightmare Before Christmas," she replied. Eyebrows shot up at hearing that the other hadn't made any kind of snowman in awhile. "You're welcome to join me, if you'd like," she spoke, "I promise I don't bite."
who: IZZY & ELISE. @elisequinn
where: taste's booth.
when: sometime during the Winter Market.
If there was one thing to know about Izzy, it was that she had a sweet tooth. And she felt that side of her calling out as she walked around the market, eyes looking for a booth that would fulfill that sweet side. It wasn't long before she found taste, finding all of their samples and assortment of goodies. Finding it hard to narrow down what she wanted, she asked Elise for some guidance. "What would you recommend if you're looking to eat something that feels warm and cozy?"
Nostalgia wasn't something that Lou felt very often, but Merrock was pulling it out of her with the lights and decorations. She'd been to parties like this throughout her childhood, held her brothers' hands out on the ice. Made (anatomically unsound) snowman after the first storm. She wrapped her hand around her hot chocolate as she studied Izzy's specimen. "I say add more," she concluded, smiling as she spoke. "Nothing wrong with a snowman that has a fat bottom."
"More is always better," she agreed, returning the smile. Izzy packed on some more snow to the base of the snowman, adding some more depth to it. Izzy's eyes glanced back at the other, feeling like she'd seen her before but couldn't quite place her face. "Are you having a good time so far? I always love town events like these."
Growing up in Merrock, one of Theo's favorite things as a kid was to go sledding and build snowmen after it snowed. It was something that helped him escape his parents and helped him feel like he was on top of the world. However as an adult, it's not that he hated the snow, he just hated working in the snow. He still enjoyed those activities but on his days off rather than in general. Walking around the holiday market, he passed a bunch of snowmen that people had made, and as he walked by Isabela, he noticed she was in the process of building one. "Looks good to me," he said with a shrug and a smile. "Though it has been years since I last built one." He chuckled and went over pretending to measure it a bit. "The base looks secure to me. Definitely going to pass a firefighter inspection if need be."
Winter wasn't winter to Isabela if there wasn't a blanket of snow covering every area of town. Merrock was so picturesque during this time of year and it always made her smile whenever she could see lights adorning houses or snowmen towering over people. "Yeah?" she asked again, wanting to make sure that it truly looked good. Not that she thought anyone would judge her for a mediocre snowman, but she liked to be proud of her work. No matter what it was. "Really? Sounds like you're overdue to make one then," she smiled as she looked back at her creation. "I hope so! Though, I think he'd melt if any kind of fire got near him," she joked. "Do you like this time of year?"
"Not too much," he clarified, watching as Izzy continued to pack snow to the base. When she asked if he had built a snowman himself yet, Wes shook his head. "Too many over the years but not this year yet," a smile grew as memories of helping his daughter build snowmen over the years came to mind.
Izzy slowed her pace when she heard Wes' voice behind her, making sure she didn't add too much. She wanted the snowman to look proportionate. She nodded her head as she looked back at him, wiping the sweat off of her forehead. "Do you have any favorites that you've made? I know some people do themes for each one they do," she grinned. "I once made one of mine wear a Spongebob sweater once."
Elliot couldn't help but playfully narrow his eyes some as he watched Izzy's hands, letting out another huff before he brought his own up. "Nope, this is exactly what I was picturing. A ginger bread house before it's built." Unable to stop the laugh that fell from his lips as he looked back at his pitiful gingerbread house back over to Izzy's. "I feel like you're just showing off now, Izzy. Getting your house to actually stand up and resemble something." Elliot signed, his shoulders shaking with laughter as he did so, turning his attention away from her for a moment longer, trying once more to get the walls to stand at least. Hell, he didn't even care if he got a roof on at this point, the walls were all he needed. And somehow, by some struck of luck, as he frosted the sides together once more and pulled his hands, back, it stayed standing. Never mind the fact that it was threatening to fall apart at any sudden movement. "And this is why I never went into the carpentry business with Cage." Shaking his head with amusement, his eyes back on Izzy. "But really, I'm impressed with yours."
Izzy scrunched up her nose at the other, eyes glancing back at the other's gingerbread house. To be fair, it looked better than most people's attempts and you could tell what it was supposed to be. And truthfully, Izzy had seen worse houses. Giving a shrug, Izzy looked back at hers for a second before signing back. "I may or may not have studied over multiple YouTube videos before coming here," she admitted, "and I've got enough royal icing that it could be cement, I think." Izzy smiled as she signed before getting back to work on her gingerbread house. Izzy hoped that it would withstand adding on candies and other trinkets to it, continuing trying to make the base sturdy before doing so. Before she grabbed peppermint candy canes to put on top of her house, she looked back to see the progress of Elliot's house, watching as it was trying to stand on its own. A laugh came as she watched the other sign, eyebrow moving up. "Yeah, that man makes everything look easy, I swear." Izzy nodded, another smile moving onto her face. "Thanks! I am too, honestly!" she sat there before adding, "If you want, I can try to help yours stay up better. I've got more icing that's hardened and I don't need all of it."
@isabelarcmero
So how much do you wanna bet that the dogs are gonna try to get into the presents again? I swear, they are always plotting against us to try to see what we’ve got for them. Hint: I haven’t even started wrapping anything and I think they noticed.
Not going to lie, I think one of them has already found the treats I got them! I think they're co-conspiring when we're both gone. Or maybe we're very bad at hiding them. Granted, I didn't hide them very well but still! Oof, me either. I know I've got a few things for people, but I've not gotten any wrapping paper out yet. We should plan a night where we can wrap presents together! And watch all the cheesy movies on TV. What do you say?
Considering Thanksgiving is not at my house, I already started decorating for Christmas. Little by little, boxes are coming out of storage and by next week, my place is going to look like a cotton candy winter wonderland. I can't wait!
Same here! I'm glad that I don't have it at my house. I'm not ready to host Thanksgiving whenever the time comes up, I'm lucky that my dad's office hosts a Thanksgiving dinner along with having it at my parent's house. I know that Mandy and I already got some things up, and it's looking more and more like a little Christmas village in our place as time goes on. I bet yours look amazing!
where: Blades (Winter Fun Party) who: open! (0/4)
( Alone, off to the side by the concessions tent, Marnie takes a sip of the hot cocoa she's just purchased. )
Oh, no.
Oof, did you accidentally get someone else's drink? I've done that before and it's not fun.
With this being Vera's first winter in Merrock, they wanted to see and try everything. Excited, they went around to explore what they could find. Seeing different people making snowmen and running around in snowball fights, they smiled. Vera leaned their head to the side, studying the snowman. "Maybe a just a little bit," they said, reaching down to gather up some snow to add to the bottom of it. "There!" they said with a giant grin.
A smile formed on her face as she watched the other help her add more snow to the base of her snowman. "Thanks!" she spoke, before looking back at the other. "I can't remember the last time I've made one of these, to be honest. Have you made one yet this year?"
Wesley was out enjoying opening weekend at Blades when he came across Izzy, who was busy making a snowman. When she asked for his opinion on her progress so far, he took a moment to assess her work before responding. "You could probably add to it a bit more before it starts being too much," he offered with a shrug.
"Yeah?" she asked, looking back at her snowman. It was looking fairly normal, a bit wider than other snowmen surrounding them but not too much. Yet. "Have you made one of these yet?" she asked, adding some more packed snow to the sides of the base before working on the next layer of the snowman. "It's been a few years since I've done this, personally."
"Make it huge. Santa's ass huge." Sav giving extra example with her hands. "Is this a competition?" Asking Izzy, not really concerned with the answer more wheels turning in how to show up the kids around at any chance. "That one—" she poked a thumb to a little blonde kid a couple feet away, "he's jacking snow from "his friend". Finger quotes very much in use as if giving a heads up, "That's who you gotta beat."
Izzy snorted at the blunt words coming from Sav's words, shaking her head. "You have a good point," she replied, assuming that all figures of winter and Christmas probably had big bums. Izzy was going to answer before she heard Sav speak again, head turning to look at the snowman Sav was pointing to. An eyebrow moved up, "I think I could beat him. I mean, he's a kid. What does he have against me?" she asked, smirking a bit, though she knew inside that the kid did have a good snowman going for him.
