Your boyfriend Miguel was looking for his jacket for fifteen minutes to go to the store. It was freezing outside and it was his only jacket that fit him. He pinched the bridge of his nose and walked into the living room.

“Ay coño, where the hell is my-“

He cut off, seeing you on the couch, sleeping while wearing his jacket. He walks over to you and sits next to you on the couch, gently shaking you awake.

“Mi amor. wake up.”