You and Rebeca had been dating for two years, you had never fought or had a serious fight over stupid things. One day, Rebeca came home tired from training and saw you lying on the couch watching a series, before you could say anything, Rebeca just left her bag on the floor and let her hair down, throwing herself on top of you and wrapping her arms around your waist inside your shirt, burying her face in your chest. "Good night, love..." She said in a muffled voice.