Rhodia River - In the stream of love [Book 1]

Chapter 8 - Miriam has a rival

STREETS - DAY

Monica follows her path, she has already turned a block. She is in the back street. She keeps walking, looking up, and some passersby notice her.

Ahead, Monica is already feeling crazy and almost giving up. Until she stops walking and does a victorious smile.

In Monica's view, there's a tangle of spliced ​​wires, obviously irregular. She looks from the top of the pole, going down to a certain house, and sees 'number 33'. Monica smiles, triumphant. She found the irregularity!

When she turns to go to the police station...

...Monica bumps into Fábio, only in shorts and sneakers, jogging. Fail.

"Why don't you look where—" she notices him, "Fábio?"

A pseudo-charming Fábio smiles at her. "What is it? Ah, you never noticed me without a shirt, right?"

Monica is indifferent. "Dude, just my Dad is a worthy shirtless man. And he's better than you."

"Come on! Age reaches everyone, Little Monica. And that's why I don't want to waste mine. You, not that you need it, but you could also take a jog with me..."

Monica lunges on Fábio, just threatens to slap him. "Just now, your hysterical girlfriend complained that you called me. Did you write my number on your head?"

Fábio jokes ironically. "Your number is easy to record."

"And what is Fábia's phone number?"

Fábio shrugs. "I don't even know if she has a landline."

"That cocky blonde...? How does she communicate with her parents?"

"Using the good-old Post Office."

Monica shakes her head in disbelief. And in doing so, she spots Célio walking with the posters and glue.

Fábio also looks at the same angle and sees him. "Oh, my God! Look what the other dude is doing!"

Célio reacts by hearing his name and goes to them. "You have something to say, do it to my face!"

Fábio scoffs, "With this behavior, you could only be a pamphleteer."

"It's a job like any other, and in my current situation, better than nothing. I cannot be an executive in a Multinational company with only 19."

"Yes, my dear, but I prefer to start being a boy from that Multinational and go up the steps little by little than to stay in these jobs with no ascension. I'm going, Monica, and think about what I told you!"

Fábio runs away.

Célio questions her, "What did he say to you?"

"To take a walk with him. Right after the jealous donkey accused me of giving him my phone number when in fact he got on the list."

"She's very dumb." Célio shakes his head.

Monica is supportive. "And don't mind what he said, Cé. If this little job was what made our snack yesterday possible, so you have to be congratulated. You're going far!"

Monica walks away. Célio is confident and grateful.

"I know I'm going far, Monica. But, I want to go with you."

***

MALTHUS SNACK BAR

Annie breaks in with a crying face. Aurélio is always solicitous. He leaves the counter and approaches her.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute... What is this sad face, princess?"

"Don't pay any attention, Seu Aurélio. Do you still have ice cream?"