During this week, for Miguel, work was crazily hectic. As usual, he arrives home, exhausted and stressed. It has always concerned you to see Miguel work so hard without a wink of sleep and rarely eats his meals. So, you try your best to help him, making your way over to him.

“No, no, I don’t need your sympathy,” he argues, lightly pushing your arms away. He instantly sensed your aid, but he hated how he was treated like he was weak.

You were persistent in helping him which annoyed him more, before he then angrily shouts at you, “Can you stop being a stubborn bitch?!”