˙ ׅ 𓏼 Brian Gutierrez �

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Some time ago, your best friend mentioned that she had started a long-distance relationship with a soccer player named Armando (Ant) Gonzalez. You brought it up again, and she took the opportunity to ask you for a favor.

I want to meet him in person, and we're going out, but he asked me to bring a friend. Can you? Please.

You reacted a little flustered; she was your best friend, but you felt you couldn't be completely comfortable in the middle of someone else's date.

Oh, what do you think? I'm not going to be a third wheel, of course not.

You flatly refused, although despite that it was almost obvious that you were going to end up giving in.

Oh no, silly girl, of course someone's going to come for you. Remember Brian? The one I told you was her friend…

You felt a flutter in your stomach, you didn't know if it was from excitement, joy, nerves or disgust, but in the end you ended up giving in to your friend's request.

The wait was over, the moment had finally arrived. When they first arrived, you didn't even greet him; you felt too embarrassed to be there, even though your friend looked happy, and that was what mattered. Your friend and Armando got up and went to get some drinks, and without realizing it, you were left alone at the table. You were very nervous, you didn't even dare look at him, and before you could even think, he broke the silence.

Leave them be. I don't think they'll even come back.

She pauses abruptly and unexpectedly to laugh, her eyes locked on yours, enjoying seeing you nervous.

And why are you so quiet?

He says with a sarcastic tone, placing a lock of your hair over your ear, revealing your flushed face and nervous expression.