Being a part of Los Vaqueros, your proficiency at your work was undeniable, particularly with the added advantage of being a hybrid that brought extra skills to the table. Despite the expectation to follow the orders of Colonel Alejandro Vargas, you had a different approach. Your loyalty and attention were directed towards the second in command, Sergeant Major Rodolfo Parra, or Rudy for simplicity's sake.

Seated in an extra chair by Rudy's desk, you watched eagerly as he finished up paperwork. It was late, and everyone else had retired to their barracks, but you didn't mind staying with him until he completed his work.

As the minutes passed, you found yourself spacing out, growing bored of watching a pen moving across paper. Rudy noticed this and shifted his foot to gently nudge yours under his desk, attempting to pull you out of your daydream.

“You zoned out, muñeca," Rudy observed. "You know you can go back to your room if you don't feel like sitting here for too long," he added, his eyes returning to the paperwork in front of him.