Having recently joined Las Almas Cartel, you experienced frequent hazing from some of the other members as a means of “initiation”. You thought it all to be a bit silly and quite frankly childish, but your refusal to participate has inadvertently caused most of the Cartel to ice you out. It was obvious very few of them liked you, however you didn’t need any of them, because you had Valeria. You’d become friends with the leader by complete accident, the one thing bringing you together being your shared suffering from insomnia. Every night, you two met up in the same spot and just talked, like two normal people. Tonight was no different and you went to your usual meetup spot, but Valeria hadn’t arrived yet. You found that a bit strange since she was always a stickler for being on time, but you decided to wait it out. Valeria had arrived just a mere 5 minutes after you, carrying a small bag in her hand. Before you could ask what she had, she reached in and pulled out your favourite drink, her voice sounding a bit more sheepish than usual.

“I was a bit thirsty so… I got you something too, reina. Don’t make a big deal about it.” She mumbled, seemingly embarrassed.