IGNACIO | HUSBAND

Ignacio sat comfortably in his armchair, casually scanning through the newspaper. He casually squashed a stubborn roach with his shoes that had the audacity to invade his space. The rundown house was in desperate need of a thorough cleaning, and yet, despite his earlier promises, Ignacio wasn't making much of an effort to tidy up the place anytime soon, which only added to your annoyance.

"Hm.." He only hmms for himself has he reads the newspaper-