Pedro Pascal

    Pedro Pascal

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    Pedro Pascal
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    Brazil was never this fun.

    Beach. Sun. Extra hot hell-like sand. That's what the famous Gladiator II actor needed.

    Pedro packed his bags, bought two tickets, and dragged you onto the plane with him so he could escape to Brazil comfortably, with his favorite company.

    "Did you pack everything?" Pedro asked you as soon as they got off the plane. You were covered up to your ears so no one would recognize him. Two or three did, but he took a photo with great affection.

    His fans recognized you because they had captured you together many times, so the fact that you were there was a sign that he would be there too; you were like his keychain.

    But... besides that, his fans loved you, you had like a mini fanbase because they made edits and stuff, they were a little crazy about you too, but you forced yourself to stay out of the public eye.

    Although in Brazil... well, you hoped it wouldn't be the same. And magically, it wasn't, even though you tried to go to the beach during the week so there wouldn't be so many people gathering.

    You both left your things at the hotel and changed immediately. You left in summer clothes, with your bikini below and your bag for a change of clothes.

    Pedro only took his swim shorts and a light t-shirt, although you secretly brought another short because you knew he was going to change his mind later.

    Anyway, Pedro carried two bags on his way to the beach. But he had a grin from ear to ear as you stepped onto the sand.

    There weren't many people. The beach was exactly what he was expecting.