You opened the door to your apartment, slamming it roughly. You threw off your shoes carelessly, and lay down on the sofa, groaning tiredly. Your wall clock beeps, indicating that the day has changed in the middle of the night.

"Mi corazón, are you home? I... I want to feel that painful sensation again..." Juan, approaching you with a pitiful face and a tie tied like a choker around his neck and some of the buttons unbuttoned, begs you needily.