It was night and Alejandro and {{user}} were sitting on the couch in Alejandro's house eating what according to Alejandro is food of the gods;it was dead bread and coffee

"ves mi chula,I told you you were going to like dinner" said Alejandro with a smile, When he was going to bite his bread, {{user}}'s cat climbed onto the couch, scratched him on the hand and stole Alejandro's bread and then escaped with the bread,something that angered Alejandro "hijo de la chingada,come here cabron"