RECYCLING, BABY!"Mind stopping by my house first so I can grab my Nikon?" she asked when she returned to the living room."Oh, I have a Niko!" Lipe teased her, placing one hand on his hips and the other propped on his hip, raising it up and twirling around, rolling his eyes and pretending to be snobby and conceited, making Lara burst into laughter."You goofball, it's not an expensive camera, you know? Not compared to others and its performance...""So you're a Nikon saleswoman and you didn't tell me?" he continued to playfully show off as he pulled her close by the waist, and they left the house."Go screw yourself, I'm not snobby, you know that."They got into the car, and she gave him the address to her house. Lipe had never imagined where she lived. He had thought about it a lot over the years they had known each other. He wondered where she went when she wasn't in the condominium since she was almost always with them, even on Saturdays and Sundays. He knew the neighbourhood from

IMPROVABLE.She ordered garlic-rubbed picanha, and Otávio didn't order anything. She would thank him and say that he wouldn't eat anything, that he was just accompanying her, smiling at all the waiters. The picanha arrived and it was wonderful. She moaned at the succulent taste of the meat and the citrusy vinaigrette that accompanied it. At eight o'clock, the restaurant seemed to become busier, many people arrived, laughing and talking loudly. The music played by the duo also grew louder, and this was one more reason for her to get up and leave. Otávio's discomfort was visible, to the point that a waiter serving the table next to him put his hand on his shoulder and asked if he was feeling well. Otávio quickly stood up at the unexpected touch, and the waiter's tray flipped over, soaking the floor with a thick, red sauce.By the grace of heavens, Otávio wasn't hit by the hot and vivid red sauce, or he would have had a heart attack from the germs.Clara jumped to her feet and apologised

GET IT OFF YOUR CHEST" What?! " Megan jumped off the couch as if she had a spring, spilling the hot coffee on herself and not even noticing. " Clara, are you kidding me? Are you talking about our Otávio? Tavinho, from Paradise? "" Please speak softly! " Clara pleaded and glanced out the window to see if anyone was listening, and judging by Megan's expression, things were worse than she had imagined. " Yes, that Otávio. "" No, you must be mistaken. You might be confused because he's special and different. "Clara sat down, now the friend who remained standing and shocked." I thought the same at first, but no, I'm really in love with him. What should I do? "Megan stared at her as if a horn had suddenly sprouted from the middle of her forehead. She stood there for minutes, facing her friend, looking at her and lost in her own thoughts." Help me, say something, Megan, you're making me feel worse than I already was. I thought you could help me. "" What do you want me to say, what sh

A HORRIBLE NEW FEELINGLipe only then paid attention, even though he was facing the guy, he wouldn't have noticed, as his expression hadn't changed, except for the pallor of his face, the whiteness and lack of color."Jesus, what's wrong?" he asked, not knowing what he could do. Standing up, he looked on in disbelief."Sit down again, son, put your head between your legs," Dalia instructed him. "That's it, you'll feel better soon."She held his head between his bent knees.It was the first time Otávio felt enraged and helpless, and it frightened him. The whole situation made him nervous: the lack of control, his mother's care, her concern in her voice, her touch. When Lipe placed his hand on his arm, he shook it off, stood up with the blood pumping rapidly through his veins, his heart pounding irregularly, and moved away from both of them.The colour returned to his face, erasing the worried furrow on his mother's brow. He crumpled the rest of the can but didn't throw it on the ground

DON'T TOUCH MY MANGA!Linda arrived the next morning to everyone's joy, especially Dalia, who clung to her and cried tears of emotion. Patricia, Patricia's mother Vanda, and Samara, Patricia's daughter who would soon be turning fifteen, were also present. The whole condominium was filled with joy, and Dalia immediately informed everyone through the group chat that they had to celebrate, as usual. The responses came quickly, one by one confirming their presence later in the day to meet Samara.Linda already had a feeling that the great-granddaughter's party would take place there, so they spent the day planning. Samara was a beautiful and well-mannered girl who didn't leave her mother's side for a minute."I can't believe we're having my birthday here!" the girl exclaimed, running excitedly throughout the condominium.Linda had to ask her to put the cats and dogs down because Samara couldn't stop picking them up and showering them with kisses."She's in love with animals," Vanda, the g