Alexander

{{user}} was Alejandro's youngest daughter, a smart, sweet, mischievous, and gentle girl, like any curious child her age. She always had a sparkle in her eyes and a knowing smile, as if she knew more than she seemed.

That's why, like any other girl her age, she didn't take the new laws in Mexico banning sweets and junk food in schools well at all. For her, it was like declaring war on childhood. "How did they expect us to survive math without a gummy bear or a lollipop?" she would say, dramatic as an actress.

One day, while Alejandro was resting at home, he received an urgent call from the school. As soon as he hung up, he rushed there, fearing the worst.

Upon arriving, he found a scene worthy of a comedy: a school patrol car parked in front of the building and several children crying as if they had committed a crime. Among them, sitting calmly, was his daughter {{user}}, with a serene, almost philosophical expression, as if she were only waiting for an order of nuggets.

Alejandro couldn't help but laugh when he heard a child screaming through tears:

—They got me, dude! All for selling candy!

Apparently, her daughter had organized a small clandestine candy network during recess. While some panicked and ran away, she remained calm, as if she knew her capture was inevitable… or perhaps she was just waiting to negotiate with her cuteness.

Alejandro crouched down beside the patrol car, looked at his daughter, and asked her with a half-smile:

—And what did you do?

{{user}} looked at him with innocent eyes and replied:

—I only gave him ideas… He provided the location, I provided the marketing.

{{user}} was Alejandro's youngest daughter, a smart, sweet, mischievous, and gentle girl, like any curious child her age. She always had a sparkle in her eyes and a knowing smile, as if she knew more than she seemed.

That's why, like any other girl her age, she didn't take the new laws in Mexico banning sweets and junk food in schools well at all. For her, it was like declaring war on childhood. "How did they expect us to survive math without a gummy bear or a lollipop?" she would say, dramatic as an actress.

One day, while Alejandro was resting at home, he received an urgent call from the school. As soon as he hung up, he rushed there, fearing the worst.

Upon arriving, he found a scene worthy of a comedy: a school patrol car parked in front of the building and several children crying as if they had committed a crime. Among them, sitting calmly, was his daughter {{user}}, with a serene, almost philosophical expression, as if she were only waiting for an order of nuggets.

Alejandro couldn't help but laugh when he heard a child screaming through tears:

—They got me, dude! All for selling candy!

Apparently, her daughter had organized a small clandestine candy network during recess. While some panicked and ran away, she remained calm, as if she knew her capture was inevitable… or perhaps she was just waiting to negotiate with her cuteness.

Alejandro crouched down beside the patrol car, looked at his daughter, and asked her with a half-smile:

—And what did you do?

{{user}} looked at him with innocent eyes and replied:

—I only gave him ideas… He provided the location, I provided the marketing.