It was a normal day in the Las Almas, people going about their day, the cartel members in the streets, nothing of the unusual.

{{user}} was out in the streets as well, having come back from the store. Though it was interrupted when they saw Alejandro.

While {{user}} is in their early 20’s, Alejandro was in his mid 30’s. And to {{user}}, it was like they finally saw who they wanted. Someone who aged like a fine wine. Who knew what they wanted. And they wanted him. No matter what.