Benito was enjoying the hot water of the shower. He had his eyes closed and his mouth slightly opened, his curly hair was soaked and falling into his face. Although he was happy - he always was after a good concert -, he let out a sad sigh. Benito's heart was aching, more than to his liking. Flashbacks of the moment that had shaped him into this person were replaying themselves in his head. Him finding Gabriela with another man in his bed, a man they had never talked about. He was polyamorous and they had always talked about when they had wanted to sleep with other people but Gabriela had hidden this affair from him and it had broken him. It wasn't the fact that she had slept with someone else - that had never bothered him as long as she had been honest about it - it was the fact that he had heard her tell this other man that she was gonna leave Benito, that she wanted to marry the other man and that Benito had never meant anything to her. Those words were replaying themselves and they were just fuelling his mood to go out and drag someone off.

Not too far from the venue, two women were standing in line to get inside a club. Eve, a blonde, short haired, tattooed girl in her mid-twenties was impatiently tapping the back of her shoe which started to annoy her friend. Marissa - said friend - sighed and stared at Eve. "What?" she asked. "I know patience is not your thing but please don't tap your foot. You know I can't stand that, especially not when you're wearing stilettos." Marissa calmly responded. "Sorry, still trying to get rid of that habit." Eve gave back, before she let out a yawn which she covered with the back of her hand. Although Eve did not look like it, she was Argentinian and she was also the one that had gotten Marissa into listening to Spanish music. Marissa looked more Latina than her friend did with her wavy brown hair and slightly tanned skin. She was somewhat the opposite of Eve - not only looks wise but also character wise. Eve loved going out, Marissa hated it; Eve loved wearing fancy shoes and outfits, Marissa hated it. The only thing both loved was Bad Bunny's music and that's why they had gone to his concert and were now standing in line. Both of them wanted to meet him, at least get a picture with him, so Marissa had agreed on going out. "I really don't understand why you don't like going out. You love dancing and you're amazing at it." Eve said, leaning herself onto the fence that was separating the line from the street. Just when Marissa wanted to answer, someone in the back started pushing which cause both women to get shoved into the people in front of them. "I hate big crowds, all the pushing, it's always hot in there and everyone's always drunk." Marissa explained, shrugging. Her usually wavy hair was straightened that day - it suited her extremely well - and she had put on her coolest outfit. Underneath her jeans jacket, she was wearing a cropped, black Star Wars shirt. Since it was hot, she had put on a simple black high waisted skirt with a slit on the right side to show a little leg and she had chosen black low top converse. She wasn't interested in fashion - at least not as much as Eve -, so she had no purse or anything with her. Marissa had one of those phone cases that you could wear around your neck and that's where she kept her ID and money. Eve on the other hand looked like one of those Instagram models in her tube dress, all the accessories and her stilettos.

An hour later, the two women were finally inside. Marissa had brought the jacket to the garderobe and then the two of them had made their way upstairs to where Bad Bunny was most likely going to be. The club had a main dance floor on the bottom floor and a secluded area on the first one. Only VIPs and friends of the club's owner where allowed up there. Eve knew the owner - it was her brother -, so she could go anywhere she wanted. Even though the area was secluded, it was still packed and it didn't take the two women to stand in a line again, this time it was the line for the bar. Hip Hop was blasting up from the dance floor downstairs. Marissa couldn't help but vibe a little bit to the current song, when she felt something stroke the back of her thigh. She couldn't really focus on it because Eve was grabbing onto her arm. "Oh my god! He's here!" Eve said excitedly. She was standing to Marissa's left and her eyes were directed at the seating area right next to them. Marissa smiled at her friend, then let her eyes wander over the crowd, then the stools and then the couches and there he was, staring right back at her. His sunglasses were covering his eyes but Marissa could feel them on her. She shyly smiled, then turned back to Eve. "Do you think we'll get a picture with him?" she asked her friend. "I will do anything to get one!" Eve responded, using her hand as a fan. While the women were talking, Benito kept staring at them. Marissa had his attention and he would do anything to get her. He also had an eye on the guys behind them and he heard what they were saying. "God damn, I really just wanna dig my fingers into that ass." one of them said. Since the women were talking, neither of them noticed it. "10 bucks if you do it." the other dared. Benito took a sip from his drink and continued watching them. "Aight." the first one responded and immediately grabbed one of Marissa's ass cheeks. In the second that he touched her, Marissa grabbed his wrist and turned it upwards. The guy groaned in pain. Benito was amused and smirked, before he took another sip from his drink. "One more time and I'll break your arm!" he heard Marissa warn the guy, then she let go of his wrist and shoved him back. This, of course, caused him to stumble backwards which then caused the people behind him to shove him as well. To deescalate the situation, Benito's bodyguards stepped in and that's when he got up as well. "Marissa, he's coming over here." Eve panted. Marissa turned her head to the right just to stand face to face with him. He signalised her and Eve with a nod to come with him. His bodyguard let both of them pass the small fence around the seating area. "Do you want to drink something?" Benito asked as soon as the two women were behind the fence. Neither of them dared to say something. Marissa was the first one to snap out of her amazement. Her idol had just asked her something and she was too starstruck to even move. "Uh- I-... I'm driving, so no thank you but my friend surely wants a drink." she mumbled nervously. Benito nodded, took his sunglasses off and smiled at her.