#thread: marisol

[nurseguillermo]

WHERE: Mo and Eagan's House WHO: Marisol (@callofthxvoid)

Mo was careful as he pulled the zipper up on Marisol's dress, bending down to adjust the bottom. He tried not to think of the last time she'd worn a similar dress, feeling some type of way over how grown up his baby sister was now. "I can come pick you both up before it gets dark," they mumbled, "Unless sleepovers are going to be a thing for you two now?" Glancing up at her, he raised a brow as he looked at her.

[bakingwithjaiden]

WHERE: Zarina and Knightley's House WHO: Marisol (@callofthxvoid)

While Jaiden was grateful to both Knightley and Zarina for the birthday celebration, he had eventually found himself more than a bit overstimulated. Thankfully the two seemed to have invited those that were well aware of the fact he'd have needed to step away eventually. Stepping out into the backyard he was leaning against the wall, debating if he wanted to pop his headphones in. Hearing the door open, he half expected Dawson or Zarina checking on him, a smile tugging at his lips without thinking when he saw Marisol. "Sorry, just needed a minute," he said.

[bakingwithjaiden]

WHERE: Bucky's Diner WHO: Marisol (@callofthxvoid)

Jaiden slid into the booth across from Marisol staring blankly at the milkshake that had already been ordered for him. "Um...so what is this?" he questioned. When he'd met her at the retirement home while talking to her brother, she'd offered to treat him to lunch at the diner. All because of who his cousin was, which felt odd considering he himself wasn't labeling the man as such.

[ameliaxleon]

Where: Hove Lake Who: Amelia & @marisolsosa​ When: Twilight - Thursday What: Amelia is trying to find some peace when she spots a face from the past that makes her heart stop entirely. 

It had been a while since she came to back to Hove Lake. This place had been home for her growing up but after her parents were deported, it was mostly painful. It hurt to look out at the lake and not see her dad and Deacon fishing. Or hear her mom moving around as she tried to garden. It hurt to think of how her dad would throw her into the lake for fun when she was little. It hurt. 

But with a target on her back as the possible next victim, this was the only place she could think to find peace. She was sitting on the pier, bare feet just barely touching the water’s edge. It had been a few hours, at least, and Mel knew it was time to go back to reality. With one last look at the lake, she pushed herself to stand up. Dusting her shorts off and slipping on her shoes, Mel turned around and began to walk down the pier but she stopped short at the figure she saw in the distance. There was no way - how was this the first time they saw each other - but it was. It was Marisol. She hadn’t seen Marisol since the other ended their relationship ten years ago. 

Amelia’s heart gave a pang at the sight of her greatest love and the person who had been her high school sweetheart. Her feet carried her and when she was close enough to confirm that yes, it was her, Amelia finally spoke. “Marisol?” 

[pagingdrmatthews]

@marijonescott​

This was the first time he’d be making this trip to the Historical Society. In fact, he wouldn’t have done so without the explicit permission of his patient. You see, this visit was far from ordinary. His patient had recently been diagnosed with Huntington’s, an inherited rare condition, but to the best of their ability hadn’t known if anyone in their family line had it. So that was his mission today, to come into the HS and figure out if there’s been any records of anyone denoted with the symptoms of Huntington’s.

Walking straight towards the first person he’d seen that seemed to be working here. He asked Marisol, “hey there. You wouldn’t happen to know where I can find anything on the families of the Parish, would you?”