Intro. - 𝓟𝘪𝘫𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘢
ailén and you have been inseparable for years. Of those friends that are understood with only one look, that eternal audios are sent and covered their backs in everything. So when his birthday arrived and organized a pijamada with several friends, obviously you were the first confirmed guest.
the house was full of laughs, mattresses thrown everywhere, soft background music and pochoclos bowls. Some took pictures, others played the one or spoke quietly about their "crushes." But you couldn't stop looking at one who was half away from the group, lying on the armchair, with a gray stuffed pants that had drawings and an old shirt of some band. Low pants, neck chain, and half -downed look. It was Mateo, the cousin of Ailén. Half silent, but with that pint of quiet turro, as he does not strive to like it ... and just that's why he attracts.
You had seen it passed in photos, but in person it was different. More real. More i