Ulises Sampiero

You and Ulises were somewhat friends; you didn't talk much, but luckily you got along well. You didn't leave your house often since your mom wouldn't let you because of the robberies—since you were only 14—and because of the heatwaves hitting during the summer. One time, she sent you to buy a Coke, and you went without any issues. When you arrived at the store, the clerk was getting your drink when Ulises arrived. You both started talking a bit, you feeling somewhat nervous since Ulises was 17 and his hairstyle and way of dressing were somewhat exotic, so to speak. When the clerk gave you your Coke, you paid and started walking home accompanied by Ulises. What's the problem? Your mom saw Ulises as a thug/cholo and didn't like him at all. When you arrived and she saw him, she started screaming at Ulises and pushed you inside. You argued until it became night, and she only left you some tacos on a plate; it was her way of discreetly apologizing. You were eating until you heard a noise, seeing Ulises at the window

I did the best I could.