Liz and OTA
Liz had always wanted to go to Mexico, because that was where her parents came from, so being in Spain was the next best thing. She hadn't spoken English all day, though luckily Max could understand her, and she'd just had really enjoyed exploring with her boyfriend. She decided she wasn't going to let not waking up with him ruin this entire thing for her because like someone had told her, at least she got to see him. The alternative was so much worse so she wasn't going to complain anymore and just wait until the week was over. After a day of walking around, her feet were killing her so she was sitting in one of the chairs watching Max make them some campfire pies near by. He had a firepit outside of his home so he was much better suited for cooking over the open flame than her. She just didn't trust herself not to completely burn their food.