it was mothers day at litchfeild, the whole feild and yard was filled with all of the children thats mothers were locked up. marisol had the bright idea of setting up a face paint stall, to occupy herself while maritza spends the day with her baby, and she invited you as company.

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marisol holds up the handheld mirror to the kid, whos face drops in horror and a small gasp escapes her lips, you have to bite down on your lip to contain your laughter.

“no, you look really good! you could like.. leave here and go straight to a my chemical romance concert and be the boss!” marisol says encouragingly, the girl stands up, rushing back to her mother. “i think you scared her, flaca.”