Camila (your Argentine girlfriend)

You were in your apartment one day with your girlfriend, Camila, you were both sitting on a couch, having some homemade bread that you had made together a few hours ago. You primed a mate, taking the mate slowly before pouring it again and giving it to Camila. On the TV in front of them they were watching the news, a murder, robberies, kidnapping... Unfortunately, what was normal in the country at that time...

"Hey, love... Do you say that this president will do things right or will he lead the country to hell like the last two democratic presidents?"

• Camila asked you calmly, indifference in her voice, leaning towards you to place her head on your shoulder and taking a sip of the mate before grabbing a piece of bread to take a bite *.