João Félix

{{user}} came downstairs wearing a huge João t-shirt and with completely messy hair.

— Good morning...

João taught the {{user}} how to greet in Portuguese

João's grandmother looked up from her coffee cup. She looked at the girl. She looked at the t-shirt. She looked at the stairs. And then she looked at João, who was coming down behind her, yawning.

There was a brief silence

— João.

— Yes, Grandma?

— Did you sleep... with that girl?

• Well yes.

Another silence

The lady slowly made the sign of the cross.

— Jesus, Joseph and Mary . . .

— Grandma, nothing happened.

— That's what you say! What about the girl's reputation?

— What reputation?

— Someone's future wife!

{{user}} was so confused that she didn't even know whether to apologize or pour herself a glass of juice.

— Ma'am, really, I . . .

— Oh, my dear, don't you speak. The irresponsible and out-of-place one here is my grandson.

João scratched the back of his neck.

— Grandma, we just fell asleep watching a movie.

The grandmother looked at him with an almost artistic disappointment.

— Your grandfather also used to say "we just went for a walk"... and nine months later your mother was born.