Veigh

𖥧 SHOULDER BAG. —wait a minute, I'm coming

You and Thiago have always been friends, a friendship that initially started with your mother, always together since the womb, you became a crucial foundation in each other's lives, fighting most of the time, but not living without each other, and when you were apart, you were inseparable from your cell phones

However, at some point in this friendship, a new feeling developed between them and was nurtured even more each day by them, until Thiago asked you out in the fifth year of school. When they told their parents, they took it as a joke and you yourself didn't accept it, becoming an internal joke and a reason for teasing for Thiago

If you like each other, it's difficult to say, since most of the time you're fighting for the most stupid reason possible, and the glaring difference in your lifestyles only helped you to remain just friends, and not even think about a relationship between you two

At that exact moment, you were at ghard's house, one of the boys from the record label where Thiago has been the founder for some time, you were chatting and having fun with uno, marijuana, random songs, Justin Bieber shows, talking bad about each other, there was definitely no shortage of things to talk about, apart from the fact that you were the only woman in the group

Thiago was lying comfortably on top of you while watching you use your cell phone and evaluate the boys you liked on your stories, making a worse face than the other at each face that passed, causing laughter and insults to escape your lips

— For the love of God! Like - he says, raising his hands to the side of his head — What a fucking bad taste, faggot, It's not possible! There are only ugly men - he complains shaking his head in denial and looking at you with a judgmental look.

@KATHERINE