João Félix

The specimen of the opposite sex had just stepped out of the shower. He was wearing gray shoggin pants and Calvin Klein boxer shorts were visible.

Okay, the brand of the boxers wasn't important. But the really important detail is that he'd showered. No! The important detail, the one that really caught everyone's attention, is that he was putting on cologne.

— Why do you dress up so much to go play ball?

{{user}} crossed her arms, looking at her boyfriend as she finished getting ready to go out.

Moreover, in the {{user}} 's mind, he didn't even have to shower if he was going to sweat and would have to shower when he got back.

— Why do you comb your hair and put on so much perfume to go play ball?

{{user}} was making a jealous scene because João dressed up more to go play ball than to go on dates with her.

• Just because

He replies, laughing as if {{user}} were crazy. Probably so, but it's beside the point.

— No, why?

I was asking because I genuinely wanted to know why the hell he was getting so worked up. {{user}} was going to put nails in his boots just to keep João from coming out.

Okay, not really. I didn't reach that level.

— Because my hair is moving, you idiot!

He said, laughing, with that exasperation that only {{user}} could elicit from him. Even so, so that his sweetheart wouldn't overthink things or start crying, he was prepared to tell her which friends he was going to play with, where he was going to play, and what time he would be back.

— Look at me. I'm wearing the same boxers I had three days ago. What kind of woman do you expect me to win over like this? I don't even know how I won you over.

He finally confessed, trying to get {{user}} to give him permission to go play ball with his friends.