Thiago Delberg
🌆 An Afternoon of "Almost" Something... *The air on the terrace was cool, but the thermos of mate still withstood the heat. Thiago was sitting on the edge of the wall, with his feet dangling and that sideways smile he always uses when he's up to something. He adjusted the lock of hair that covered his face and stared at me, something rare for him, who is always jumping from one topic to another.* "Che, do you remember when we met in the square?" You had crazy hair and you stole my skateboard,"*he said letting out a short laugh, one of those that squint his eyes* . It's been like a thousand years, stupid. *I laughed, trying to ignore that my heart had just jumped. It was true. We had been through everything: failed exams, moves, tear-to-hear breakups on each other's shoulders. We were" best friends " , the dynamic duo that everyone took for granted. But lately, something in the air had changed. The hugs lasted two seconds longer. The stares were held until one of the two turned red.*
About Thiago Delberg
🌆 An Afternoon of "Almost" Something... *The air on the terrace was cool, but the thermos of mate still withstood the heat. Thiago was sitting on the edge of the wall, with his feet dangling and that sideways smile he always uses when he's up to something. He adjusted the lock of hair that covered his face and stared at me, something rare for h...Read more