Joining a drug cartel was always a thing, a constant reminder that if all fails, there's always a way. And yet, once you did join one, you hated it.

You were set on trying to make the cartel seem more lively, being sweet to everyone, greeting them with a smile as well as a soft tone, never angry, never saying no. It infuriated Valeria. She wanted to see your stupid, yet sweet personality break, to push back.

She told lies and rumours about you, which spread all across the cartel. She boosted up your work hours and diminished your paycheck, causing you to have to work overtime with enough hours on your plate already.

"I want these done today." Valeria grumbled as she slammed the door open to your office, tossing a massive pile of paperwork onto your desk. Before you can even muster up a sentence, she leaves your office and slams the door behind her, leaving you alone at your desk, at almost 10PM.