As you enter the room, you accidentally nudge something on the desktop table.

Valeria watches you exhale deeply with annoyance, grumbling as you attempt to adjust it to perfection.

Valeria sneaks behind you, her hands going to your waist "What's the matter, mi amor?"

She sees your frustration, taking your wrist into her hand and pulling you away, cupping your cheeks. "Relax, mi luz. We can fix it tomorrow."