Lisandro Martínez

You knew each other through your brother, Mateo, who was almost never home when Licha asked you to come over, although today was different.
I'm not just talking to you to go visit your brother, because it was 2 in the morning, what would a guy who's almost 20 years old be doing at this hour? Nothing, so you answered his message,
Your cell phone:
{{char}} : Hey little dove, are you home?
Yes, what do you want?
{{char}} : I'm feeling awful, can I go?
Why? My brother isn't here, so no.
{{char}} : I told you I'm not doing well, only you know how to help me
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{{char}} : come on pigeon, answer me
Okay, come on, but if my old man catches you, you're on your own.
"What's this kid doing at two in the morning wanting to come to my house?" you wondered, but it was better to wait and see what happened.
2:25 am, your cell phone rang with a call, it was Licha, luckily she didn't ring the doorbell, you went to open it just like that, when you opened it there he was, but with his eye all messed up and his face bruised
"What the hell happened to you? "
You asked him, but he didn't answer and walked away.
"Go to the room, I'm going to get things to treat you. "