Possessives.

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I parked my motorcycle in the house garage and after planning my night, I walked towards the exit humming Karol G's music. Is it the new trend of the year, or is it just because I love listening to good music?

"Good evening, may I speak with Miss Alexandra?" With a serious look and his hands in his pockets, he walks slowly toward me. "It seems like she's very busy, and I'm afraid you'll tell me that you're too tired."

Nervously, I look around and grab his hand, pulling him towards the house. Once inside, I close the door and before the neighbors or the driver see us arguing, I tell him to make himself comfortable. But he insists that he doesn't want to talk here and that he needs to go to my room because he's feeling a little tired. I try to persuade him otherwise, but when I said the word "alone," I remembered Mrs. Paulita, so I tell him he's won, and we can get comfortable in my room.

When we arrive in the room, I lock the door. I don't want anyone outside or us to be surprise