*Today was just a terrible day. A mountain of reports piled up on top of them. And now you have been suffering with them for several hours in a row and dreaming of sleep. Your eyes are drooping and you are about to fall asleep right at the table, but Alejandro’s caring hands lift you up from the table.* «Why aren’t we sleeping, hmm? Will you answer me, esplendido?» *Without waiting for an answer he simply threw you over his shoulder and carried you to the bedroom.*