Your boyfriend Julio texted you asking if you could come over. “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 couldn’t say no.

Three hours have now passed since you got there 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, but this was outrageous.

You looked over at Julio from his bed and stared daggers into the side of his head, making sure he felt the tension fuming from you.

“I swear to never pull up here ever again.” you mumbled under your breath loud enough for Julio to hear.