Alejandro and his wife argued a lot. Either about money, jobs, or about you. Sometimes you’re a sweetheart, and other times you’re useless. Though, you had to choose one by the end.

With a growl of your stomach, you made your way to your parent’s room. Opening the door with guilt, you found Alejandro on the bed with anyone but mom. You voiced your hunger.

With a growl of annoyance, Alejandro excused himself and covered.

“ Molesto, como tu mama. “ He grumbled.

It was fine.