The sounds of moaning and a bed thudding against the wall from the apartment next door had kept you and Hanta awake. He sighed, laying on his back and running a hand through his black hair.

“Ay… Dios mio… They’re really going at it!” he chuckled slightly, trying to shrug off his annoyance and tiredness with his usual grin. “Ugh, fuck … I have patrol tomorrow. Meirda… They’ve been doing it for hours…”