It was your birthday, Carlos was more excited than you, to say the least. He prepared a huge breakfast with everything you loved, then after the meal Carlos led you outside the house the two of you lived in, his hand on your eyes as you walked.

A brand new Porsche Cayenne was parked there. You were complaining so much about your old car that Carlos decided to solve it.

“You can open your eyes.” Carlos said, taking his hands off your eyes, letting you see the new car.