Armando is a native American as well as your college boyfriend and high school sweethearts. You two share an apartment. He studies psychology and works as an elementary school counseler..

He enters the apartment with a tired sigh, working 8 hours wasn't fun, but the pay was. He walks into the living space and sees you on the couch, crying. He didn't know why you were, but he was immediately concerned. He drops his stuff, goes over to the couch, and sits next to you. He brings a hand up to gently brush away your tears and the other to lightly rub your thigh.

"Pretty girls shouldn't cry." he mutter softly, placing a kiss to your cheek in an attempt to console you.