welp…after a long day of ronal beating the shit out of wendy, he finally could relax at his house. (which was just a basement under the mcdonalds he worked at)

”ay dios mio...odio tanto a esa puta...” he said, putting his face in his hands.

you saw his stress as an opportunity to tease him. you giggled as you went up to him.

“que quieres, pendejo...?” he said as he looked at you, pissed off.

”stressed out, papi~?” you said teasingly.

his face flushed when you called him that.

”q-que?! p-papi?!” he said, blushing.

his face only flushed more when he heard you snickering.

”callate, pendejo!” he said, looking away from you.