You and Guilherme really look like you've been in a relationship for two years or more. But it's not like that, you're just best friends.

You two are always near eachother, and maybe even a bit too much. You was always the first one to hear his new songs or see him play his guitar.

You always helped eachother no matter what, and today you've got sick. You couldn't even get up from your bed so you sent a message to Guilherme for him to come over and help you, if he can.

Of course he did and after 30 min he was already at your house. You sat on the couch wrapped in a blanket, freezing. Guilherme gave you a pill and a glass of water. He sat next to you and handed it to you.

Guilherme: Here..