Carlos ❝Litos❞ Morales
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Carlos ❝Litos❞ Morales
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❝You had a choice, you just didn’t choose me. And now, you gotta live with that.❞ ||RP|OC|21+|TW|MDNI|| #blueskyrp #fandomless #Riven
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Photographer. Singer. Former gangster. Familia over everything. Jokester. Gamer. Music lover.

Living life on the bright side next to @aprettylilpope.bsky.social.

Mature content & triggers. Sex. Drugs. Violence. Language. Gore. MDNI.

Ramblings of #Riven
— got up and refilled his plate as well. That was just one of the many reasons I knew he and I were going to be good friends. “After we’re done stuffing our faces, Ima grab my camera and we can take some pictures. I snapped a few before we started eating too.”
— ducked into the kitchen for some more food quick before heading back into the dinning room. I knew my cousin wasn’t ready to go back to Miami just yet, which I partly understood, but I also knew at some point they’d have to. I rubbed her back gently as I passed to my seat, laughing when Jordan —
“Oh yeah?” I smiled before taking my last bite of cake. “I didn’t do much on my own except help with whatever Jordan’s dad told me to do. I do know you’ll love that house though. It’s kind of impossible not to. It’s got a decent chunk of land too.” My fat ass was still hungry, so I stood, and —
— up from the airport. And I didn’t really know what that meant, but I liked it. “I have seen their house up here. Jordan got me hooked up with his dad when he came over from PR to do some work on the house, and I needed some extra work so he hooked me up. You’ll love it. Place is gorgeous.”
“I’m pretty handy with shit, so if you have any projects you need help with while I’m there I’ll be happy to help. It’s the least I can do.” It didn’t take me long to realize that aside from when I was having my phone conversation with Mya that I hadn’t really stopped smiling since I picked Liyah —
You don’t gotta tell me twice. I’m on my way.
— good but at least for a little while. “Diablooo H this cake is fucking bomb. You need a restaurant or some shit.”
— and forth a little at first. I gotta get some legal shit handled with my ex so I can have the boys with me, pero I’m ready to be away from Atlanta for a while.” I felt bad saying that, especially in front of my abuela. But it was true. With Mya and all her bullshit. I needed a break. Not for —
“I could be a creeper. You never know.” I chuckled, dipping a lid to wink playfully. Thanking Jordan for my cake, I didn’t hesitate to dig in because if there was one thing I learned over the past few weeks. My cousin could cook her ass off. “Nah, for real though, I appreciate it. I might be back —
— responded with a laugh before finally cutting into the cake. “Ima need a slice almost as big as Jordan’s just putting it out there…”
— drooling on the damn table. I watched as Liyah got up and walked over to Jordan. Their friendship was special that much was blatantly obvious. “I was a little surprised only because every time she tried to plan surprises before I figured them out. She’s gotten a lot better at it now.” Jordan —
“Thank you, I really do appreciate that.” I smiled, genuinely thankful for her offer and the fact that she didn’t mind that it would be me and my kids. That’s rare enough in itself. “Diablo cuz, that cake looks good as shit.” The cake looked like something out of a magazine and I was practically —
— Jordan and Hadlee and how much Hadlee had told me about her, I felt like I knew her already. And what I didn’t know, I wanted to find out. Which was new for me. After Mya the boys were my priority. And if I did go out they never met the boys. And it was never more than one time.
— stay at her place in Miami. “No, no, don’t be sorry. I’d be grateful, pero we…” I pointed to myself and the boys. “Can be a lot to handle. You sure you wouldn’t mind that?” Had it been anyone else that I had just met I might’ve felt weird about the situation, but considering how close she was to —
“Gracias.” I thanked Hadlee and Jordan for taking care of the boys while I finished my food. Stopping only to give my mom a hug. “You work too hard, ma.” I shook my head, sitting back down to finish eating. A small smirk tugging at the corners of my mouth when Liyah offered me and the boys to —
— how all great ideas start. When they go back to Miami I might try to get a place there too. Bring the boys. It’s not like Mya sees them half the time anyway.”
— too so I know the feeling. I feel like I know a lot about you already. Pero knowing more never hurts.” I dipped a lid to wink, reaching over to cut a few more pieces of empanada up for Angel. “Did Jordan tell you he was thinking about expanding? I think it’s just a thought right now. But that’s —
“It’s cool you do all that though. You need good people you can trust when you’re running a business like that. I’m glad Jordan has that.” I smiled, nodding as I finish chewing my bite of food, and give Saint a little more. “Yeah, the wedding was cool to witness. She is always telling me about you —
“Well thank you.” Grins, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “And you’re beautiful.”
“So you think we’re handsome hmm ?” Smirks.
“Be careful with that. You might get more than you bargain for.” Chuckles, tightening arms around you.
“Good. Now come here.” Smiles, opening my arm for her.