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p : camilo ร fem!reader | g : fluff, humor, e2l!au, baker!reader, florist!isabella | w : cursing, mentions of food
a/n : look, I just want to squeeze Isabella and camilo into the same fic somehow because I love them both gosh I wish they had more development I love their relationship but hehe told u I have a camilo brainrot <3 enjoy <3
"ugh, Isabella!"
you sighed, rubbing the sweat off your forehead as you approached the little stall of plants that Isabella ran, panting.
"haveโ have you seenโ wait, give me a minuteโ"
you exhaled, exhausted, resting your arms on your knees, "have you seen camilo?"
she tilted her head and shrugged. "you haven't?" you asked, standing up properly again. the heat was scorching, and the wafting scent of berries and flowers from her stall smelt so irresistible. A glass of berries and lemonade would be so good right now.
"what happened?" she asked, and your eye twitched.
"what happened?" you almost yelled, making people around the street stare, "that little brat ate all the sugar donuts I baked, and didn't even give a penny!"
Isabella rolled her eyes, scowling, "I literally hate him, but I think he ran in that direction," she pointed ahead, "not so sure, though."
"thanks, Isabella," you smiled at her, grabbing her hand in impulse as a gesture of gratitude, "you're a truโ wait..."
you looked down at her fingers, white and snowy, "why is there powdered sugar on your...fingers?"
Isabella cleared her throat, before snatching her hand away, "uh, I just remembered I have a...uh, parcel to, uh, pick up...yeah."
"wait."
"bye!" she made a run for it, her flowy hair curled with by the second in the wind and her flowy summer dress folded and grew to form a yellow poncho you were a bit too familiar with. you ran after Isabella, or now, a boy in his true form. he turned around and ran backwards, giving you his signature grin, as of to say, "catch me if you can!"
"FUCK YOU, CAMILO MADRIGAL!"
"I LOVE YOU TOO, Y/N!"
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