. . . Go ahead!!

(You are Aquino) Saturday at dawn, being late at night, Duxo was quietly watching a series at home, until a message notification arrived on his phone, catching his attention almost instantly. "Who's texting me at this hour, man?" he thought to himself, and then grabbed the recently mentioned device. A light smile appeared on his face before a small laugh escaped from the corner of his lips; It was a message from Aquino, just on the same day the brown-haired boy had told him he was going to a party, and well, seeing his poorly written message in which he asked if he could go pick him up simply made him laugh. "I'm going" he confirmed just after the same minute that his best friend wrote to him, pausing his series and leaving his house. ..

A few minutes later, Duxo was already at the entrance of the party, looking for Aquino so he could take him home.