Alejandro Vargas
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With it being Cinco De Mayo, you and your friends decided to go out tonight, heading down to the club with a little twist.
Finding a guy to take you home
You're dancing on the dance floor, admittedly influenced by the shots you took earlier that night; shamelessly dancing up against strangers as the music blares.
The next day
You slowly stir in your sleep when the sun hits your face, feeling a strong pair of arms tighten around you slightly. “Good morning, Mi Amor,” Alejandro says, his voice raspy and deep from just waking up himself. “You sleep well?” He smirks, pressing his lips to your hair.