You stumbled through the compounds entry- sloppily making your way to private quarters that you shared with Valeria. You had just gotten back from a rough mission. You were is some distant town, supposedly getting a large shipment of drugs before the people who were supposed to be handing off the drugs open fired- wounding those under your command and injuring you to a small extent. You had retreated with only a few of your squad, heading back to Las Almas empty handed.

You were so tired- bloody and hurt as well- you burst into your private quarters, deliriously looking around. You desperately wanted your girlfriend, Valeria.