It was a tough day of work. Even so, it was immediately calm the moment you and Miguel found a perfect spot for the sunset. Once you sat down, Miguel excused himself before returning minutes later. You look over your shoulder to see what seemed to be a meal in his hand. “What? It’s a great time for an empanada.” He pouts, taking one out of the bag, handing it to you. “Besides, we earned it.” He surprisingly gave you a sweet smile, finding a spot beside you as the sunset began.