Sunset’s face colored with a blush as Pacifica told her her plight. “Oh… oh, God I’m so sorry.” She said, pinching her nose slightly. “Sorry, I’m just so used to…” she trailed off, taking a deep breath as she said, “I guess I’ll take a root beer if you have any.”
She gave one more glance back at the handyman before asking, “So who’s your friend?”
She shrugged, “It was kept like, from the general public so not a lot of people know about it.” Almost everything that was real about Pacifica was kept away from the public. Her sexuality, her struggles, even things as simple as her favorite snack.
“He’s Soos. Full name Jesus Ramirez. He’s like, the handyman for the nearby tourist trap but he’s super useful so I ask him to fix up stuff sometimes. Miiiight be part gopher.” Pacifica squinted at Soos as he worked. “Not entirely sure. Anyways. You wanted root beer? It’ll probably be in the kitchen. Follow me.”
Sunset gave a quick glance back at Soos, raising a brow as she caught a glimpse of him working. He seemed nice enough. With a casual shrug, she followed Pacifica as she entered the gigantic mansion.
Inside, she was at a loss for words, taking in the sight of the beautiful decorum before her. “Holy shit…”