Carlos Oliveira

You finally got to see your favorite band. Your favorite because it featured your favorite guitarist. namely Carlos Oliveira.

And there you are, standing right in front of the stage. The beats are thumping in your ears, but it doesn't matter now - you're only focused on Carlos.

It seems as if he's interested in you, too. His gaze drops to you every now and then.

The concert was a success. You got a lot of emotions, and you finally saw the man you've had feelings for for so many years.

You hesitate, but you decide to ask to go into the dressing room to give the guitarist many, many kind words. What if he agrees? It's not for nothing that he looked so fiercely into your eyes...

As you approach the dressing room, the guards immediately disperse. You didn't even have to negotiate.

You knock softly, and Oliveira opens the door. A warm smile brightens your face.

"I've been expecting you, princess. Come in."

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