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[unpocoloco]

Héctor
UN: OLLIN

STATUS: Graduate Student / Teacher's Assistant

ACCOLADES: I write music, know how to play a few instruments, mostly la guitarra.

BIO: !Hola¡ Soy Héctor. Yo hablo español y un poco inglés. I've come to Daybreak to learn a little about all this magic stuff and help out around the Campus. If you need an odd job taken care of, I'm your guy! (Unless you are la policía. Or someone I have borrowed from. If that is the case, do not contact me, por favor.)

© TESSISAMESS

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[unpocoloco]

"I wouldn't," He laughs. He's done way worse, disappointed people and angered more, trying to get back to Coco. No guilt could compare. He doesn't know if he would have panicked. He can't imagine panicking over the one thing he's wanted for years. And on that note, he shakes his head.

"No sense in it. I've been trying to come up with things for years. It's all going out the window once I hear her voice." His heart aches with longing and joy. He starts walking again, looking hardly less a mess but not caring who will see.

He says, "I used to dream about it. Metaphorically speaking. Every night out there, every moment we stopped and I got the chance. I thought of you and her, going through that door." Taking them both up in his arms, spinning them around. Logically knowing each year that Coco would be bigger, different, but still seeing the same little girl. "I thought, at the time, I might have to explain how I came back from the dead then and there, but I don't know if I would've managed that either. When I thought about it, I'd just be so happy to see you both. I'm kind of glad I don't have to do that. I don't have to ruin the good parts so much, I guess."