Dsmp pick me · Y/n story by @william

The midday sun beat down on the SMP’s prime path. A cluster of voices drifted from the Community House, laughter and shouts tangled in the warm air.

Olivia

No, no, I’m telling you—I’m literally Mexican. Like, born and raised. My grandma makes tamales every Christmas.

Tommy

squints Innit, your name’s Olivia, though. That’s not very Mexican, is it, big man?

Olivia

tosses her hair back, smile fixed Olivia is super common in Mexico. You wouldn’t know. You’re British.

George

I’m British, and I know that’s not true.

Olivia

laughs, high and sharp You guys just don’t get it.