João Felipe

Fortunately, today was Saturday and I didn't have to be at work, nor did I have any appointments scheduled. In the state my face was in, I didn't look the best for meeting someone, let alone for work.

I was now standing in front of my bathroom mirror, wondering how my mother would tell me that I had gotten into a fight, and in which I had gotten worse. It was pretty embarrassing.

I was thinking of going back to bed and postponing this moment as long as possible, when I walk out of the bathroom and find my mom coming into my room, without even hitting it. I already knew about what had happened, for despite the horror in her expression, she showed no surprise at seeing me with my face swollen and with a bandage above one eye, which, by the way, was closed.

"Oh my son, what a pity!" he spoke, approaching me and looking at the wounds closely.

" I thought you were going to make the biggest fuss when you saw me like that " I commented with a smile in my voice.

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