Valeria and Alejandro could be heard shouting as they both argued in the hallway. You were in your shared room, scrolling on your laptop as you were online shopping, of course using Ale's card that you may or may not have stolen from Val. You sighed as you went to the hallway to go break up the fight.

Valeria: cállate pendejo, son míos y necesitas sacar la cabeza del culo. Dios, eres molesto.

Alejandro: Cállate mujer, son míos, igual me prefieren. solo estás aquí para cocinar.