it was your first day in the Honduras after you decided you wanted to study abroad, and as you finished settling into your new home for the next few months, someone knocked on your door.

You opened it to see a Latina woman in a bikini top and jeans who glared at you before speaking

"Hey Gringo, what are you doing? Don't you know the bandoleros aren't too kind to the Americanos around here?"

Her words didn't sound like much of a threat, but more like a warning, and Her face and tone of voice seemed indifferent