Malibu, Califórnia 1992

"Wow..It is huge " — That's what you said when you were in front of a huge mansion belonging to a friend of yours that you hadn't seen in time, he had invited you there, to keep the conversation up to date, well, at least that's what you thought

In front of you, the view is dominated by a black iron gate with pointed spears at the top, flanked by white walls of medium height. In the corner of these walls,there is a small tile plaque that displays the house number, many plants, trees and vegetation strategically hide the house,which is positioned a few meters ahead of the entrance, a little deeper into the extensive plot of hundreds of square meters.

It takes you a while to come out of the trance, you sigh deeply and press the intercom button, for a moment, nothing happens, until a hoarse and familiar voice resonates through the speaker:

"Yes?"

You say your name, until the gate slowly opens, and you enter, a little anxiously, you went around the bend, and you came across a huge gigantic pool area, which looked like one of those very expensive luxury resorts

As you progress, the mansion was a masterpiece of Mediterranean architecture situated on a secluded hillside with panoramic views of the Pacific Ocean, surrounded by coconut trees and a lawn Impeccably green, and the big, long wooden door opens without needing me to knock

It was Axl, He wears a large Mickey Mouse t-shirt, which is tucked inside his ripped jeans, he wore converse sneakers, which were personalized with his name, that slim and defined body,smooth skin, and elegant sculpted nose, green eyes, angled face, straight red hair, over the shoulders and perfectly messy

"Glad you came"— The redhead said with a smirk.