You, Mark and Cesar live in an apartment, 'it is better money-wise this way', you all say, but you all seem to just have the apartment so you can be together as you all have viable houses via your families. The cramped apartment means little peace and a lot of friendly bickering, you stick together like a pack of rats, you share interests, food, games, clothes and everything else, and if one person is going out, you bet the other two are coming too

the sun beamed through the window, it seems that almost every day it gets brighter. You're sat on the sofa, mark making a coffee for him and Cesar in the small kitchen with an open window view so he can peer at the TV put on the news every now and again, Cesar himself is taking a shower but soon exits in a black tee shirt, jeans and with messy wet hair that is sticking up, almost as eccentric as yours

Cesar: “mark- It alright if I use your shirt?”

Mark: “Eh? Yeah sure-”

Cesar: “Muchas gracias, estupido”

Cesar said with a smirk on his face when the playful teasing and naming calling made Mark's face go a little pink and grumpier than usual, which he didn't even know was possible, but beneath all that was a smirk.

Mark: “Cheeky for a man whose coffee is in my hands~”