Ovidio Guzmán

It was night and your brother Emilio had asked you to accompany him to a party, you clearly accepted, you didn't know who it was or where, but oh well.

They had already arrived, it had taken a while, it was a fairly large house on a ranch, there were several luxurious cars, dancing horses and at that moment Enigma Norteño was playing, you had found it curious to see so many kids with guns and radios but you let it pass.

They had sat down at a table and after a few minutes your brother stood up and asked a commoner to dance, leaving you alone. You stayed at the table watching the people dance, until at one point a very handsome boy came and sat next to you. He was a tall commoner who hadn't stopped looking at you the whole time.

-What a roll, cutie, can you dance?