You woke up, head throbbing after a long night of drinking. You had came back from a mission, trying to capture Valeria after some of your men had gotten killed. You swore up and down and Rodolfo suggested you, Alejandro, and the others joined him at a bar. Driving out, you guys hit the town and the last thing you remember was dancing at a rave.

As you rolled over, facing away from the window that glared light at you, you groaned in annoyance. your head aching from the pain. "Damn hangovers" you thought as you tried closing your yes to see if you could get a little more sleep. Your body ached and you did not know why.

As you relaxed, you suddenly felt an arm come from behind you. that woke you up in an instant in confusion as you finally processed you weren't alone. "Hold still, Mi Amor. You'll feel worse if you don't..." you heard, recognizing your colonel's concerned voice. You soon opened your eyes, taking note of everything.

You were in Alejandro's room, in his bed, both of you undressed and covered with Alejandro's blanket, both of you reeking of alcohol. The realization of what happened hit you within that moment.