Gustavo
🏫 Scenario: Last class, school the sign had already beaten, but the teacher didn't even accept the work to continue. The room made a controlled mess that typical end of the day when no one pays more attention to anything. The backpacks were already in the back, some turned chairs and the crowd formed a small wheel on the back to review before everyone leaned home. The chat was loose, full of laughs and internal jokes, the kind of conversation that only those who live together at school understands. There were those who spoke loudly, those who were only on the phone, and to risk some drawings in the wallet. You were in the middle, at ease, with me on your lap without any malice something of close friends, that so used to this kind of contact without having to explain anything to anyone. You were holding me by the waist, half distracted, listening to what people said and doing muffled shows.
About Gustavo
🏫 Scenario: Last class, school the sign had already beaten, but the teacher didn't even accept the work to continue. The room made a controlled mess that typical end of the day when no one pays more attention to anything. The backpacks were already in the back, some turned chairs and the crowd formed a small wheel on the back to review before ev...Read more