Episode 3

Bernardo's POV

Why the hell did I agree to this gay club thing? I'm not even gay, I can already tell tonight is going to be one hell of a night. Only Renan could drag me out of the house for this.

The place is packed, people of all kinds, and a ton of couples making out. It's not like I don't enjoy it, but rubbing my singlehood in my face is a bit much, don't you think? I've been in a dry spell for months and seeing a bunch of people getting it on isn't exactly making me feel better. I need to get laid; it's going to be mission impossible to find a straight woman here. Ugh, this night just keeps getting worse.

Renan, oddly enough, is still here by my side.

"What's up, Ze? Afraid I'm gonna get jumped or something?"

"No, I'm just making sure you don't act like a jerk and sic your girl on me if some dude comes on to you, you scaredy-cat."

"Okay, is this some sort of intervention?"

"No, this is an intervention, dude. You need to live a little, and get laid, mainly to see if it improves that mood of yours. Life's not all about studying, you know!"

"Fine, whatever. I want a drink!"

"Now you're talking my language."

We went to the bar, ordered our drinks, and started watching the crowd. There was one table that was being really loud, which was starting to annoy me. Why so much noise? Isn't the loud music enough already? Inconsiderate people.

The music changed and started playing Funk. That's it, I'm out of here! I hate Funk, I truly despise it. I kept watching the commotion at the noisy table, the yelling only got louder when the music started playing.

A guy came out dragging a girl by the hand until they reached the dance floor, and they started dancing. The guy had long hair tied back in a bun, was wearing black pants and a black shirt, the shirt completely unbuttoned, showing off his abs and the V-shaped line of his waist. Not that I was checking him out, but it was hard not to notice with him flaunting it like that. The girl was blonde, pretty even.

They started dancing, the girl more shy, the guy more daring. It seemed like he had loose hips, the way he moved them to the ground, attracting the attention of all the guys – except mine, of course.

I was looking at the girl, that's right. She glanced in my direction and whispered in the ear of the guy, who laughed out loud. She was smiling happily, and out of nowhere, she started walking towards me, smiling seductively. Well, well, well, a hottie like that coming on to me? Today must be my lucky day. I smiled and took a step towards the blonde.

The girl walked right past me and went up to Renan, who was leaning against the bar, both hands gripping the counter. She stopped in front of him, leaned in, and planted a kiss on his lips. My friend was speechless for a second, just a second, because in a flash, he was like an octopus, hands all over the girl's waist.

Great, I got left hanging and played the fool. There's no way this night could get any worse.

I spotted the guy who was dancing coming towards me with a very sly smile on his face. Damn, spoke too soon. It can always get worse!

Rafael's POV

Isa and I are at a club we always go to; tonight, I want to dance a lot and pick up a really hot guy. We went to the dance floor, and Isa spotted a guy she liked. Since she had already had a few drinks, I encouraged her to lose her shyness and approach him. My friend is way too shy, always waiting for the guys to make the first move, and she often misses her chance and ends up alone at these things. But not tonight; I'm going to teach her that she can take the initiative and approach any guy she wants. The worst that can happen is she gets rejected. No one ever died from that.

Feeling bold, she went straight for him, kissing the guy and showing him who's boss.

The other guy who was with Isa's boy toy was really hot; I'd never seen him here before. Well, since our friends are getting it on, we can do the same, right...?

"Looks like our friends hit it off," I said, pointing to where Isa was trying to swallow the guy with her mouth; the poor thing could barely breathe. "By the way, I'm Rafael." I smiled and extended my hand like the well-mannered boy Mrs. Gentila raised.

The jerk had the audacity to put his hands in his pockets so he wouldn't have to shake mine.

"Sorry, but I'm not gay, dude. Not gonna happen."

"Ah, I see. And might I ask what the poorly made prototype of a hot straight guy is doing at the gayest club in Sao Paulo?"

"I'm just here with my friend. I'm keeping to myself. I'm straight, like I said; I don't want anything to do with any gay guy hitting on me."

At that moment, I wanted to punch this arrogant little pretty boy in the face.

But that would be too easy.

"Look, I don't have much experience with this whole being straight thing, but let me give you a tip: Eyeing another guy while he's dancing isn't very straight. I saw you checking out my abs, my ass, and now, as we speak, you can't take your eyes off my mouth. It doesn't really add up, you know, for someone who's straight."

As I spoke, I ran my index finger from his belly button to his mouth. I saw him scoff, lick his lips, and breathe heavily. Straight my ass!

Just as the playboy was about to launch into his "straight from Taubate" speech, I heard Isa yell and slap the guy she had been kissing just moments ago. She stormed off, dragging me away from the two of them.

"What did that asshole do to you, Isadora?"

"Nothing. Just get me out of here now, Rafa, please!"

We grabbed our purses and headed for the nearest bus stop.

I hope I never run into those two idiots again.

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