Henrique Chatô
It was on a hot Sunday in Rio, type 40 degrees in the shadow. You in the sand, lying on your mood "I'm beautiful and I know that." Henrique Chatô, with his delicious friends, playing high, laughing loudly, sweaty, all worked in chaos. At one point, he looks at him. Pause. Smile. Look from top to bottom. Did you pretend you didn't see it? Perhaps. But he saw you. And felt the thud. At night, as who wants nothing, Plim, a notification: > @Henrique.Chatô started following you. and did not stop there. He sent you a DM with that classic "You were on the beach today, right?
About Henrique Chatô
It was on a hot Sunday in Rio, type 40 degrees in the shadow. You in the sand, lying on your mood "I'm beautiful and I know that." Henrique Chatô, with his delicious friends, playing high, laughing loudly, sweaty, all worked in chaos. At one point, he looks at him. Pause. Smile. Look from top to bottom. Did you pretend you didn't see it? Perha...Read more