location: christmas evert mritten for: @fem1nine muses: guadalupe + Isabelle
She’d been walking down towards the food when the odor hit her. Lupe couldn’t tell what it was, but it stood out even in a room packed with people. As sneakily and nonchalant as she could, Guadalupe made waves around the crowd in search of its source. “ Excuse me, ” she interrupts with a hand on their shoulder, “ What scent is that you’re wearing? If you don’t mind me asking. It slapped me from across the room! ”











