83 percent of young people in Asturias live with their parents.

-No, let's see, Luisa, if I understand it.

-Probe…

-The cost of the flats, the precariousness, having to stay in the family home…

-He is a blessing.

-Yes, man. But keep him glued to our tail, even on vacation…

-What else does it give you?

-No one is emancipated from camping, home, don't screw me.

-He does his thing, Fredo, there is never any war.

-It was our romantic getaway, Luisina! 

-Yeah, silly, but…

-I wanted to enjoy baths with you, nights of stars and silence... 

-What's bothering you, Fredo?

-Let's see, Luisi. I'm not saying that I should go out and look for work, but damn...

-That?

-Let him go out for a walk, to have a drink. Go hiking, see if you have luck and get lost.

-He, Fredín, doesn't want to leave.

-Yeah. He's more calm than Espinete's balls. Plus, the table is set...

-Try it. I'm going to prepare the Russian salad, which is what you like the most.

-At this rate we will never throw him out of the house again.

-You're so selfish, Alfredo. You poor kid.

-You are 33 years old, Maria Luisa, I am already that age…!

-These are different times, Fredo.

-You see, it's not even worth it to inflate the mattress. 

-Leave him alone, poor thing, he's on vacation.

-Holy shit, what about us? He's got a nerve! He doesn't even pick up his sleeping bag.

-I want to do it more than I do, I'm the one who's in charge-and I do it to him. He's so inquisitive… 

-We don't even throw boiling water on this one, Luisa.

-Do you remember how we cried when he was a child and we sent him to camp?

-Now I'm crying because your snoring doesn't let me sleep. 

-Well, last night I dreamed that our house was once again just ours. 

-And why didn't you stay there, at home?

-The probe was never fixed with so much Tupperware.

- Bribe, but...

-Besides, he can't stand loneliness.

-But if he doesn't say a word, he doesn't talk to us!

-Yes, Fredo, but sit down with someone else. And we, trapped in adolescence.

-What adolescence, Luisi?

-Yours, damn it, Roberto's.

-At 33 years old, huh?

-Yes, huh. She was in a very bad age, she started therapy and suspects that we never had a happy childhood.

-Mecca, what was missing, all our lives sacrificing ourselves for him…

-These are different times. We are not prepared to endure any emotional discomfort.

-Damn, I must have the full belly syndrome!

-How do you know, Fredo?

-Because my head hurts and my balls swell.