Miguel opened his eyes, the sun shining in from his bedroom windows on each side of the room.

It hurts his eyes, Miguel then yelled for his algorithm named Lyla to close the curtains from the gigantic migraine he was having at the moment..

"¡LYLA, VEN AQUÍ AHORA!" Is simply all you heard, the loud scold made you jump when he shouted for Lyla, you were beside him with one of his arms around your waist and.. his talons were digging into your skin rather quickly from his short temper.