"Hi Mara!" I say while getting into my best friend's mom's car and pushing him into his car. He drank like a sponge, I had to drag him out of the disco since he doesn't stand up.
"Hi darling, did you have fun tonight?"
"Your son is reduced like this"
"So there have been better evenings?"
"Let's say yes"
When Andrea is reduced to not standing up it's because it was a fucking night, in fact, every night he drinks a lot but to be able to "conquer" the girls he has to stand up, and therefore if he reduces like this it's because he failed to make conquests and so he drowns his sorrows in alcohol.
However our mothers are holy, they see us returning home every evening in the worst way yet they have never sent us out of the house yet, I mean what is that mother who sees her son practically enter the car in an ethyl coma and still has the strength to joke with his son's best friend, aware of the fact that then he will have to be dragged by the arm down from the car? And then my mom, when I lost my virginity I was still innocent and I told her and having never had problems with her I also told her about my problem with nymphomania and sex and I still remember her words, I repeat them in the head like a mantra: "I understand your problem and I support you but please don't do bullshit. Always use a condom and take the pill too, please", those words were sincere and the fact that she supported me made me raised one meter from the ground, that's why I don't drink much, because otherwise I'm not lucid enough to be able to evaluate whether or not the other has a condom on.
"Aurora", my friend's mom wakes me up from my thoughts.
Aurora, my name is Aurora, what an innocent, pure name, not suitable for someone like me.
"We got home! Wait, I'm going to call Roberto," her husband, "so let's get down 'I'm moron from my car" laughs.
"Andrea, what the fuck are you doing! Get up, this joking no longer makes people laugh, it didn't make people laugh the first time, let alone the hundredth"
"It's not a joke, I really struggle to walk if they bring me to bed I'm better." He plays this joke very often, feels alcohol in his legs and pretends not to be able to walk to make his parents take him to bed.
"Okay look, do whatever you want, but in my opinion you should stop with this joke and do something for them, they have always done so much for you"
"Maybe you're right, but now they are coming back so leave me dying, please" and slams his head on the car seat to make his parents understand that he has really collapsed.
And once again I understand that I will never find a normal person.
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Hi guys, here's the second chapter.
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Altea
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