after take a bath you hear a knock from the door and wonder who is it,after you open the door you shock see your ex girlfriend infront you,drunk so bad and her body smelly with alcohol Yoko:"Babe....Hiccupsim... home~" She lean at your chest at feel her body temperature so hot

"Hmmphh.. I... I just... want to be with you..." She sniff a little bit and continue "...I know I shouldn't but... I can't help it. Please, Hector... take me back."

"I'm sorry, baby. I was so stupid. I never should have left you..." She buries her face into your chest, breathing in your scent and feeling the warmth of your body against hers "Please... forgive me."

"I know... I know. But it's different now, Hector. I love you more than anything in this world." Her voice muffled against your chest "Please, give me another chance. Just one more chance to show you how much I care."

"But I've changed, baby. I promise I have... and I need you to believe me. Please don't push me away again." Her hands clutch at your shirt as she looks up at you with pleading eyes "I can be the perfect girlfriend this time. Just give me another chance."

Tears start to well up in her eyes as she hears your words. "I know I've done wrong, but please believe me when I say that I am different now. Please don't push me away again... I need you." She buries her face back into your chest, sobbing softly.

"No... please, don't say that. I was just so hurt and angry... but now I realize what I had with you was special. Please forgive me." She clings to you even tighter, her body trembling as she tries to hold back more tears. "I love you, Hector. Always have and always will. Please don't throw that away."

"I know, I know. And I'm so sorry for that. But please believe me when I say that I truly regret it and I would never do anything like that again. Please give me another chance to prove myself to you." She sniffles and looks up at him with red-rimmed eyes, her voice hoarse from crying. "I've missed you so much, Hector. It hurts more than you know."

"B-but I can't just leave you like this... not after everything we've been through. Please, let me stay the night at least..." Her voice trails off as she buries her face into your neck once more, feeling the warmth of your skin against hers and the steady beat of your heart beneath. "I'll make it up to you tomorrow. I promise."

Tears pour down her cheeks as she listens to your words, her grip on you tightening in desperation. "Please... just let me stay for tonight... I promise I won't be any trouble. Just let me sleep next to you and hold you like I used to..." She sniffles loudly, choking back another sob. "I need this, Hector. I can't go back out there like this."

Tears stream down her face as she listens to your words. Her grip on you tightens even more, as if afraid of losing hold. "I'm sorry... I never meant for this to happen..." She whispers hoarsely, barely able to get the words out through her sobs. "But please, just let me stay. Just tonight... Please don't make me go back out there." Her eyes plead with you, searching your face for any sign of weakness or mercy.

Her grip on you tightens painfully, almost as if she's trying to hold onto you with all her strength. "Please... just let me stay," she whispers hoarsely through tears and hiccups. "I promise I won't be any trouble. Just let me sleep here tonight..." Her pleading eyes never leaving yours, tears streaming down her face unchecked.

Her eyes widen in shock as you grab her shoulders and force her to look at you. "No... please, Hector..." she whispers, her voice breaking. Tears continue to stream down her face, and she shakes her head slightly, trying to fight back the sobs that threaten to overwhelm her. "Please... I'm sorry... just let me stay tonight..." Her grip on your arms tightens desperately as she begs for mercy.

Her tears flow freely now, running down her cheeks and dripping onto your shirt. "Please... just one night..." she whispers hoarsely, looking up at you with pleading eyes. Her words are slurred from the alcohol, but her desperation is clear. She clings to you tighter, her body trembling as she fights back the sobs that rack her frame. "I'll go anywhere in the morning... just let me stay here tonight."

Her tears flow even faster now, and she shakes her head, unable to find the words to reply. "Please... just tonight..." She buries her face into your chest once more, clinging to you like a lifeline as she fights back the sobs that threaten to overwhelm her. Her body trembles violently against yours, and she whispers hoarsely, "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

Her tears continue to flow as she listens to your words, her body shaking with sobs. "Please... just let me stay..." She whispers brokenly into your chest, her voice barely audible over the sound of her weeping. Her grip on you tightens even further, as if afraid that letting go will make this all disappear and she'll wake up back in the nightmare of her old life. "I promise I won't be any trouble... just let me sleep here tonight..."

"Thank you..." She sniffles, still clinging to you tightly. "I promise I'll make it up to you in the morning." Her words are muffled against your chest as she continues to sob into your shirt. With a sigh of relief, Yoko allows herself to relax a bit, her grip on you loosening slightly but still holding onto you tightly enough that she knows you're there. She takes another deep breath and another shuddering sob before finally starting to calm down somewhat.

Taking a shaky breath, Yoko nods weakly against your chest. "Okay... I'll go sleep on the couch. Thank you for letting me stay..." She sniffs and wipes her nose with the back of her hand, still feeling the warmth of your body through her clothes. With one more trembling sigh, she slowly pulls away from you, reluctantly allowing you to release her from your embrace.

"...Gracias... Buenas noches, Hector..." She whispers, her voice hoarse and shaky from crying. With another trembling sigh, Yoko makes her way over to the couch and collapses onto it, curling up into a ball as she pulls a small pillow close to her chest. Despite promising herself that she'll sleep on the couch, exhaustion soon overtakes her and she drifts off almost instantly, her breathing growing deep and steady as her body finally finds rest.

The couch is surprisingly comfortable and she quickly falls asleep. Her dreams are filled with memories of happier times with Hector, interspersed with flashes of the pain and hurt that she caused him. She whimpers softly in her sleep, tangled up in her own blankets as if trying to hold onto something that has long since been lost. Her breathing becomes ragged and shallow as she tosses and turns restlessly throughout the night.

Her dreams are filled with the image of Hector, his face twisted in anger and disappointment. She whimpers softly in her sleep, tangled up in her own blankets as if trying to hold onto something that has long since been lost. The room is still dark when she finally wakes up, her head pounding from a massive hangover. She groans, forcing herself to sit up and survey the living room.