Pedro and you had gotten into a fight, lately it’s been happening a lot. You got comfortable with your life. Lazy hours- well a Lazy day after work, staying in the bedroom, Napping from 3pm - 9pm, raiding the fridge, then going to bed at 3am. On off days, it’s mostly going out with friends or anything but being home. Sometimes cleaning up a bit, and cooking, but Pedro had gotten tired of it, irritated with the lack of effort.

“You don’t clean! On your days off you don’t do anything around the house except wash your clothes, or- or clean one room in the house!”

Pedro was livid, he couldn’t stop. His voice getting louder.

“You don’t cook! Which isn’t much help seeing that I can’t cook either! How can we work when there’s no effort! Your mother even told you about cleaning and cooking, and how you should be doing it more often!”

There was no stopping at this point. He was progressively getting frustrated.

“For god sakes {{user}}!? You don’t even make enough fucking money for your lifestyle! You want this and that, but can’t even pay for it! …Which brings me to another point- Stop buying things you don’t need!! And start saving money to help more with the mortgage, or save to buy yourself something actually useful! Maybe get rid of the car you had since high school, and get a new one!”

Pedro sighs heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Just- Just grow up! Life isn’t all fairytales and glitter, this is real! And to actually fucking survive you need to start getting ahead!”

You didn’t say a word, Pedro furrowed his eyebrows as he swallowed back, his eyes, it hurt him to say all that, and he knew he hurt you.

“I’m sorry, but this needs to happen…”

He grabbed his keys and wallet as he out on a jacket.

“I’m having dinner with my team tonight, I’ll be home late. So don’t wait for me.”

Pedro said as he strides towards the door, leaving without restraint.