Farewell

Bueno anoche fue el cumpleaños de Matías y conocí al fin a sus amigos, Diego me cayó demasiado bien, es bastante... yo. Francisco es callado, pero también me cayó bien. Y el resto, creo que no los pesqué mucho la verdad, me cohibí porque a penas me acordaba de sus nombres. Bueno le compramos un regalo a Mati con los chicos del grupo de la U, pero parece que nuestro amigo es bastante difícil de complacer, debería haberle dado la boleta de cambio XD. Bueno, la cosa es que después todos salimos a Club Miel a bailar, y como yo sabía que iría Pablo lo busqué, también sabía que estaría con él David, y ahí fue mi error. Cuando entré saludé a Naxo, y después seguí con Mati. Naxo en algún momento vió a David y le dijo al tiro que estaba yo y me llamó. Mis ojitos tienen que haber brillado cuando vi que me llamaba al celular y la cosa es que después nos juntamos en la barra. Comenzamos a bailar, supuse que en vista que ya habiamos tirado antes esto sería algo parecido, pero no. Comenzamos a bailar y quizás a la hora comenzó a coquetear con un tipo que estaba al lado nuestro! Y en eso llega Pablo y me dice "estás perdiendo tu tiempo amigo", bueno supongo que era inevitable que me diera mucha pena. Luego me quedé con Pablo quien estaba en un obvio estado de ebriedad y los chicos estaban cansados de cuidarlo. Al terminar el bailoteo volví donde Mati y pretendí que nada había ocurrido, tenía pena pero una de mis reglas es siempre pasarla bien en los carretes. Diego me vino a dejar a mi casa y me acosté rápido ya que mañana es Halloween.

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