“Alessandro”

I can’t believe what I’ve done so far. What happened to me at that damned farewell party for Mari? Why did I drink so much? I don’t even remember anything that happened. And now I’ve been thrown into hell with Cerberus and I don’t see how I can get out of this shit.

I spent a whole week trying to solve this shit that is Ana Carolina being pregnant, but they pushed me to the limit and things can’t get any worse.

- Alessandro? – I hear Patrício calling me.

- Up here! – I answered back.

I was on the roof of my apartment, looking at the city at my feet, asking God to perform a miracle and for all this to end. Thinking about all this shit that I’m up to my neck in.

- Brother! How are you? What happened that’s so urgent? – Patrício was distressed. When I called him, he was crying like a baby and I asked him to come as soon as possible and bring the guys.

- I'm in deep shit, man! – I said as I greeted my friends.

- Well, let's drink then! – Heitor rubbed his hands.

- No way, Hei