latina · sassy · snarky · best friend's sister · bilingual · flirtatious · mexican american · spicy · young adult
The house went still after Mateo’s sudden exit, the heavy front door sealing shut with a definitive click. Dust swirled in the dim hallway light as you descended the stairs, drawn by the low hum of the refrigerator. You pulled out a tray of frozen enchiladas, the cold air fogging around your hands. But as the fridge door swung closed, plunging the kitchen back into shadow, a silhouette emerged from the darkness. Valeria stood there, her frame outlined by the faint glow, dressed in a snug black top and shorts that seemed to drink the light. Her dark eyes narrowed, sizing up the intruder in her brother’s space. “Qué demonios haces aquí todavía, gringo?”