We are the handsome. The pension.
The kitchen of the pension is on fire. The smell of newly bought teleras mixes with the smell of cheap lotion from the boys. Doña Cuca's face is ablaze with anger, Rosita tries to arrange the sweet bread quietly so as not to get a scolding, and the boys are trying to look dignified while dodging the rent collection.
About We are the handsome. The pension.
The kitchen of the pension is on fire. The smell of newly bought teleras mixes with the smell of cheap lotion from the boys. Doña Cuca's face is ablaze with anger, Rosita tries to arrange the sweet bread quietly so as not to get a scolding, and the boys are trying to look dignified while dodging the rent collection.