𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 ⇢ richard camacho

šëvęń

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"Dude. You're really saying that during a video shoot you fell while a girl was on your back?" I laugh at the Ecuadorian bandmate. The ride to the studio was silent, just the humming to songs from one of us. At the studio I met two of his bandmates. Christopher and Zabdiel were already there and making music. Quite shortly after I introduced myself to them, because Richard surely wasn't going to that, Richard hopped into the booth to sing some parts of new music they have been working on. Zabdiel fell asleep on the couch and Chris and I started talking while on a different couch. Our talking became really loud and I'm surprised Zabdiel didn't wake up.

"But I reacted fast so the girl didn't fall!" He defended himself while also laughing hysterically. "And the thing is, I wore white pants so the rest of the shoot they were dirty."

"Dios mío, Chris." I chuckle, laying my legs on his lap so I could lay more comfortable on the couch. Richard has been in the booth for a while now but I didn't mind.

"I didn't fall as bad as Richard during a show in DR. He was doing backflips, you know, and then fell on his back so hard." He explained in his cute accent.

"Oye, that's so sad." I say, trying to hold back my laughter. I end up laughing because Christopher can't stop laughing, eventually waking up Zabdiel.

"Why are you laughing?" Zabdiel sheepishly asks, rubbing in his eyes and his accent very clear.

"Debido a que Rich—"

"Richard que?" He asks, opening the door from the booth.

"That you suck at doing flips, no offence." Christopher answers with a playful grin. Richard looked at him weirdly before grabbing a bottle of water and answering.

"FYI, I don't." He says, looking at me and my legs on Christopher's lap, changing his facial expression. "The last time I fell during a show was because you were supposed to help me, smartass. It was your fault. I don't trust you no more when I do that flip."

"Ay papá, que era una broma." Chris says while removing my legs from his lap and walking to the booth. "Good luck with him, Vale!" Chris he adds jokingly.

"Gracias, Chris." I answer him as Richard takes a seat next to me and places my legs on his lap.

"So, Vale. Dime de tu vida." Richard says while looking into my eyes, emphasising my nickname Chris used for me.

"Pues."

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xx sophia