White sand, crystal blue water and golden noon sun were all that you’d hoped for on your trip to Rio de Janeiro with your best friends. Surrounded by lush green mountains and the bustling, vibrant urban center behind you, the beach was relaxing. Bossa nova played from everywhere as cute guys played volleyball a little ways away; you were kind of distracted by one boy so much that you hardly even noticed a ball flying straight at your face. Suddenly, you see that same cute, lean, tan guy with a cute body and an even cuter face running over to you to get it.

“Whoa. Shouldn’t have sat so close, lindo, looks like you just got hit by my greatness,” he said with his cute Brazilian accent and a cocky smirk. Seriously? Who did he think he was?