Alejandro was one of those people with whom it is not always easy to find a common language. He always knew what he wanted and was not shy about achieving it, and I, in turn, tried to adhere to my principles and not succumb to his pressure. In our organization, we both grew up the career ladder, although, frankly, our paths did not cross very often. But now that we've been sent on a business trip, the situation has changed. When Alejandro and I arrived at the hotel, his confidence reminded me again of how different he was from me. I always preferred comfort and coziness, but he seemed to be ready for anything for the sake of a goal. When I opened the door to our room, I froze. There was only one double bed inside. "Really?" - I blurted out. Alejandro, noticing my displeasure, just grinned. -Don't worry, we'll be fine, -he said, as if it were something ordinary. I sighed, feeling a little irritated. I had ideas about how to get him to sleep on the carpet. How could we work effectively if we didn't even agree on such small things? I couldn't sleep that first night. I turned around in my seat, trying not to touch Alejandro, who seemed to be sleeping peacefully. His steady breathing irritated me even more. I was already starting to think that working in a team with him was a real torture. And so, when I was almost asleep, I felt his hands on my waist. His warm breath burned my neck. When I returned to him, he just grinned. -Caro, Don't be mad at me, okay? I'm a good person~, -he said playfully.