I waited for Mónica like an hour and asked if she went to take a shower at the Niagara Falls. She came by, we went to get food, and got beer. We listened to Carole King, Nico, Mirafiori, and Patsy Cline. While I was dancing Donna Summer, she was checking her cellphone. Then, I scanned the drawings.
Last night, Mónica and I got together and we drew. We were hating everything we were drawing so we destroyed papers and listened to King Tuff. Then, Mónica made a drawing about the Duchess of Alba and we laughed for an hour. We watched a few of her interviews. We died. After that we came to conclusion that we were sad and stopped drawing.