#* marisol speaking.

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* closed starter for @scftboyz​ ! 

despite the fact that marisol trusted her boyfriend one hundred percent, there was an uneasiness that settled in her stomach the moment she decided to open the mail while he wasn’t home. the moment the package was ripped open to reveal a set of lingerie, she felt her throat tighten. she hadn’t ordered anything online, especially not anything like this. so the rational side of her brain immediately went to her boyfriend. if he had wanted her to wear something like this for him wouldn’t he have brought it up sooner? no, he must have bought it for someone else. that seemed like the most likely option considering there was no name on the packaging. hearing footsteps from behind, she turned around to face the other as she held the panties included with the set in her hands. “are… are you cheating on me? don’t lie to me, just be up front about it.” it didn’t even cross her mind for a second that this might have been something for himself.

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* closed starter for @azaleapaths / based on this plot !

    the idea to throw a christmas party was one formed on a whim, especially because marisol wasn’t really used going all out when it came to celebrating the holiday. her parents were always out of the country and she typically spent it alone and marathoning those cheesy hallmark holiday movies. but, she craved a change of pace this year. she was surprisingly in a genuinely good mood as the night dragged on ( though that might have been the work of the spiked eggnog that she had plenty of ). spotting her best friend amongst the crowd of people, she realized that she hadn’t spent much time with them tonight and decided to approach them. “oh my gosh, my cheeks are so warm right now. feel them.” she grabbed their hands and brought them up to her face with a giggle. it was then she realized something, eyes flickering upward before a smirk curled onto her lips. she met the gaze of her best friend once again before she leaned in slightly, “don’t look now but we’re underneath the mistletoe. --did you plan this?” she teased.