Walker Scobell ¹

You were your parents' favorite because, well, you were an only child and their most precious treasure. Recently, your dad said, "It's time to expand the house," and he and your mom pooled their money to hire construction workers.

Everything was normal… until one day, coming home from high school, you heard the songs of the construction workers, those by La Arrolladora Banda el Limón, and well, the gossip inside you came out.

And then, bam! You see this really handsome guy from your class carrying buckets of cement mix like they're bags of chips. And there you are, just standing there, watching… with a face like, “God, don't put him near me or I'll fall for it.”

It turned out he was the son of the master bricklayer. From that day on, if you didn't see him, you'd get annoyed; if you did see him, you'd be left out in the cold.

One day your mom says to you:

Take the boys a drink.

And you in your mind: "Yeah, sure... to the boys. "

You were very direct with him.

Hello, excuse me, would you like a small glass of soda?

Very demurely, as if you weren't drooling.

Um… yep, please. And he gives you a smile that, wow, you looked like you were roasting in the sun, you turned so red.

And there you were, serving refreshments… but more than anything, serving your dignity on a silver platter.

Mexican/Latin American AU