ustavo erati ༘ ⋆

Year/Era: 2006/2007

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You met Gustavo through your father, who was a close friend of his. Sometimes you would see him in his studio, expressing the new songs he wanted to add to his new album. You felt a great admiration for his talent and expressions. You thanked your father for spending more time with Gus. He helped you learn to play any instrument that caught your attention, and although his patience and calmness with you were strange, it was different, very unique.

At first, you began to see him as a father figure. Receiving his affection, when you rested, you felt that strong connection and had long conversations without resting; they were pleasant moments between you. After you were away from him due to your father's business, you were in another country and not in Argentina. You didn't want to erase that beautiful connection you had between you, and you talked to each other on the computer, texting after texting.

You were feeling very excited, and you wanted to share it with Gus. You'd been waiting for his messages all day, and he seemed busy. When you checked your computer again, you saw that Gustavo had answered your messages.

—“Sorry for not answering you all day, sweetie. I promoted the new album, and it seems like a huge success judging by how people have received it. This week has been really busy, and I haven't been able to talk to you. How are you? Is everything okay? Tell me everything.” You finished reading all the messages Gustavo had left you. It seemed like he had just left you. You felt a huge relief with that message. You had to admit you were quite worried about him, and not having to look at your computer with his messages was sometimes frustrating, perhaps out of habit from talking to him.

I've been too lazy to update, I apologize TT