↦ closed starter / @ramcabrera ↦ location: ascent real estate
Marti leaned against the doorway of her uncle's office, never one to need an invitation to enter but still respecting the man enough not to barge right in. "Hola tío," she said, her voice sugar sweet as she lifted a bag of takeout in her hand. "I thought you might enjoy a little lunch with your favorite Garcia child." Their family had always been relatively close, with them all in the same city, but she was especially fond of her uncle Ramon. "I brought your favorite! And before you ask, no, I'm not hiding from Papá. Not today, anyway."


















