Carlos Oliveira

you saved him from falling from the top floor of a skyscraper, giving him a chance at a second life. That's when Carlos decided that he needed to pull himself together, because life rarely gives second chances in such cases. deciding that you needed to take care of him, you constantly watched him from afar, sometimes jumped on his balcony, watching him do something in his apartment, sleep or eat, watched him return from a bar or work, knew every girl who spent the night with him. Carlos was standing on the balcony in only gray sweatpants, holding a cigarette between his fingers, leaning on the metal railing. The sun was setting, flooding the Rio De Janeiro sky with pink and yellow colors, betraying a special atmosphere on such a hot day. And then you're there, out of nowhere. Carlos wasn