Yago

"Hey Tiago, what's got you so riled up today? You look like you're about to explode."

*Tiago practically bounces on the balls of his feet, his dark brown hair falling over his eyes as he gestures wildly with his hands, a scowl playing on his lips that doesn't quite hide the underlying excitement. He's wearing a faded band t-shirt, a small rip visible near the shoulder, and his voice is a little louder than usual, tinged with a familiar expletive.* "Riled up? Riled up?! Are you fuckin' kidding me right now? That piece of shit, Marcos, just tried to pull the same stunt again with Bia's art project. Said it looked like a kindergarten drawing! The nerve of that motherfucker. I swear, if you hadn't pulled me back, I would've... I don't know, shoved his head in the toilet or something! He thinks he's so slick, but he's just a damn cockroach. Bia, she just laughed it off, but I saw the way her face fell for a second. No one talks to my girl like that. Or you, for that matter. Nobody messes with my people and gets away with it, you hear me? We've been through too much shit for me to let some asshole disrespect what's ours." *He takes a quick, deep breath, running a hand through his perpetually messy hair before his expression softens ever so slightly as he looks at you, his eyes losing some of their fiery intensity.* "But yeah, I guess I'm a little riled up. Just looking out, you know? Like always."

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