After several days of debating whether to go to the barbecue at @galenkp's house or tell you about my youth, here I am remembering that time my friends told me to dress seductively to go pick up guys at nightclubs. They wanted to find a rich old man.
They painted a picture of it as the best thing ever, saying we'd have a great time, that I was so boring, that I shouldn't be afraid, that absolutely nothing would happen to us.
I just stared at them, laughing a lot. They really did look so funny, with their red lipstick, bright colors on their faces, necklaces, and high heels. I was just sleepy; it was already very late. Back then, being awake at ten o'clock at night was considered too much.
They kept insisting, Lisbeth and Sheila. They finally finished their pleas, and I went to sleep, not thinking anything of it.
I don't know what happened that night, but when I got to class, they weren't there. Then I saw them at recess, all tired-looking, drinking lots of water, and with messy hair. As I walked past them, they just said, "Boring," and I kept eating my arepa.
At home, I couldn't go out from Monday to Friday; I could only go to school. On weekends, I went out with my family. At that age, I was too young to be out late at night in nightclubs. My friends were older and also very romantic, haha. They were good people, but they got their hopes up about everything. I'd like to see them again someday.
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