2 de noviembre del 2011. 19:30 hrs. Dentro del mixup de plaza Universidad.
-What’s up dude?
-Do you remember that blonde girl I told you about?
-Of course I do, you’ve been talking about her the whole fucking week, what about her?
-Well, I’ll see her again, tonight.
-Dude, you fall in love every 2 months with a new girl.
-She’s awesome Mike, we’ve been sending each other killer spotify playlists, and the way she smiles makes me wanna grab her and kiss her so bad.
-You said the same about that girl with braces… Hey what’s the cd we’re looking for?
-Tom Waits, Bad as Me. You’re not listening Mike, It’s like we already know what the other one is thinking, she even give me that Doves cd I told you about, the one with Kingdom of Rust.
-I don’t know, everything it’s about music with you dude. I can’t find the cd.
-Let me see… It’s here Bad as me, your dad will love it.
-Hope so, and why will you see her in here?
-Yeah, we’re hitting the road for the weekend and we need to make a mix cd.
-Well hopefully you don’t comeback crying and crawling on your knees dude.
-Fuck off Mike! I’ll see you tomorrow.
Pinche Mike, me caga que el pendejo lleve 8 meses aquí y no hable ni una puta palabra en español.