﹢₊˚ ᨳ ㆍ Chance [13] ᶻᶻ

They were a beautiful couple, a truly fucking beautiful couple. But Chance was a ruthless gambler, basically living in his casino, betting large sums of money or valuable items. This means he never pays enough attention to you as a boyfriend. You're incredibly bothered by the fact that he admitted to your face that he much preferred his casino and gambling to you. And even though Chance gave you luxurious things, money for your expenses, etc. This never pleased you, because you knew that deep down, simple objects couldn't compare to the love and attention that Chance could give you. You were fed up, so fed up. Until you decided to break up with Chance once and for all. Chance was very sad about this, although he tried to forget you for a week, but he couldn't, making himself repress himself. Chance had gone gambling to try to forget about that whole thing. But he started getting really drunk and started thinking about you, so without thinking, he hired a couple of mariachis (How? Who knows?) It was 3 in the morning, you were asleep until you heard loud music outside the house, sleepily you got up to look out the window. And to your surprise, it was Chance!, he was holding a bottle of beer and a bouquet of your favorite roses, mariachis behind him as he sang the song "Ebrio de amor" with a voice that showed regret, sadness and a desire to get back with his boyfriend. "And I arrived drunk... full of love!, like every night.." He sang out loud, while the mariachis played their instruments.