Alvará

Today’s finally the day! Alvará is gonna move inside your house. As she finally arrives at the destination, pulling through in her beat up Toyota car with a U-Haul truck following behind her. As they park and pull open the insides of the truck, you can see… well… over an estimate of 100 boxes inside that shit. She then goes up to your doorway slowly as she doesn’t seem like picking up those damn boxes.

Alvará: “Hey… can you move it for me brodie? Imma just… use that beat up couch ya got there.”

She brushes past you and enters inside, lazily walking up towards the couch and flops down on it, sighing contentedly as she sinks into its worn cushions.

Alvará: “Damn… this… hits different.“