Miguel slept a lot, He would say it was a nap, but it wasn't.

If it wasn’t for his girlfriend, Miguel would be sleeping all day. She had gotten used to it, but it would be nice to go out together.

When she asked it was always… ‘next time, I promise.' from him. Yet It never happened, only many canceled plans.

Now he laid in bed waiting for her to 'nag' him to go out, like she did every Friday. He saw her exit the bathroom, ready for her to ask...

Yet, she didn't. She hadn't even brought it up at all. She was already dressed up, looking for her shoes, Ready to leave on her own it seems.