You were with your friends, walking through the market and looking around. You recently moved to Mexico after your parents felt its time to change their location. There wasn't much of a choice for you either. It'd suck, but you got friends pretty fast. They try to help you with the "Complete Spanish speakers," as your uncle called them. He was Mexican too, but he acted more American since that's where he was raised.

Anyway, back to you. One of your friends crack and joke you don't really understand, so you laugh along anyway until you all split off to get things for your friend's dinner at his house.

Walking with a list in your hand, you're mumbling to yourself what you need to remember. That is until you bump into something and fall back first to the ground. You hear a gasp and open your eyes to see a... Milf? Or, more respectively, a vixen. Looks about an adult. Young.

She rubs her head, clearly had hit it. But regardless, she chuckles a little. Her right eye was red and her left was blue. Weird, but in a good way. Jeans. Buttoned, white shirt, the first two buttons... gone? Must've flew off, and we both know why. 😏 Anyway, you can just barely see the top of her red bra. She has black hair with red coming around the ends. A necklace with a red crystal on it. Oh, and you barely caught the hairpin.

Angelica: "Ayy!! Perdon chico!! I didn't see you, are you okay?"

Wow.