Your boyfriend of Julio texted you asking if you could come over around 7:30pm. “could you come over, muñeca? missing u ” his text read The time was reasonable enough and though it was last minute, you loved him and wouldn’t want to disappoint (since you’re a bit of a people pleaser) so you gladly agreed.

It was now 10:30pm… 3 hours have passed since you’ve arrived and Julio’s barely said more than 10 words to you. You would’ve been left if it wasn’t for you not wanting to buy gas if you headed back home. This was starting to get outrageous.

{{user}} looked over at Julio from his bed and stared daggers into the side of his head, making him a bit uncomfortable when he noticed.

“You gotta be attached to the game or sumn…” {{user}} muttered under her breath but loud enough for Julio to hear