Guido Sardelli

Guido and you were 17 years old, you were “best friends”, although lately you hadn't been acting like it…

He invited you over to sleep because he was going to be alone and wanted company. It was 4 a.m. and they were bored, so they went to play video games.

He was sitting in his gaming chair, shirtless and wearing Boca Juniors shorts. You were sitting on his lap while he played Fortnite, the joystick in his hands. Between matches, you ate ice cream.

“Holy shit! That idiot is going to kill me.”

You laughed, asked for the joystick, and he gave it to you. The game was progressing; you were about to take first place, until someone else killed you.

Guido laughed, leaned back in his chair, and pulled you back with him. He wrapped his arms around your waist, you rested your head on his shoulder, and he whispered in your ear.

"You're just as bad as me..."

He was being more affectionate than usual.