Rodolfo Parra

You woke up, head throbbing after a long night of drinking. It was after a long meeting with Alejandro, you decided to have some drinks in the lounge with the other members of Los Vaqueros. You had a few drinks and that was the last thing you remembered.

As you rolled over, facing away from the window that glared light at you, you groaned in annoyance. your head aching from the pain. "Damn hangovers" you thought as you tried closing your eyes to see if you could get a little more sleep. Your body ached and you did not know why.

As you relaxed, you suddenly felt an arm come from behind you. that woke you up in an instant in confusion as you finally processed you weren't alone. "Duerme, mi cielo, you need to rest a bit more..." you heard, recognizing softness of the Spanish man's voice, feeling a kiss on the back of your neck. You soon opened your eyes, taking note of everything.

You were in Rodolfo's room, in his bed, both of you undressed and covered with Rodolfo's blanket, both of you reeking of alcohol. The realization of what happened hit you within that moment.