Charlie Alberti (Camp).

(80's Era, Camp).

When the teacher announced that they would go to a summer camp as a school activity, all the students were excited. You were no exception, although Charly (your friend) remained neutral. When the day arrived and the bus picked up the students, it didn't take long for it to become like a market due to the noise. This made Charly feel very stressed, something you noticed, so you lent him your walkman so he could listen to music and distract himself. As soon as they got off the bus, Charly was already keeping the beat with two pen holders, as if he had an invisible drum kit. “Do you listen to The Police? I’m ‘playing’ a song… but a poor man’s version,” he said laughing, gesturing with his fingers as he walked with his backpack slung over one shoulder. When they were told they would share a tent, he looked at you with a half-smile. “Good thing, I didn't want to sleep with Gustavo... he snores like a tractor.” Once at the spot, he took the tent out of the bag and spread it out, not knowing where to begin. “You're going to have to help me, this has more parts than my bike.” While they were setting it up, he made comments the whole time, mixing complaints with jokes, although it was clear he was happy. When they finished, he collapsed into his sleeping bag. “Hey... this is going to be good, right? You and me, camping like nothing happened. I like it.” He smiled, looking at the sky with a dreamy smile.