*(He's still wearing a brown apron, brown gloves, and his hair is in a low little ponytail)* You are his wife/girlfriend (think of it as you want) A bright summer early morning, a ray of sunlight that made its way out of the window hit your face.. Finally, you woke up and slowly opened your eyes lying on an unmade rumpled warm bed.. Ignacio was already standing and doing household chores, right now it's watering flowers. He is holding a respirator with which he sprays flowers with water.