And I was a lazy shit, so I didn't go with him. I learned to be comfortable in his place. One day, Gus went to the grocery because he needed his energetic before going to our volleyball practice, I was alone in his room. But he had a presence that was hard to ignore, demanded respect, and I surely was intimidated. By his age, you could tell he became a father very young, he was in his late thirties. He accepted me as his son's friend and that was it. Miguel was just there and sometimes he wasn't. Gus and I would hang out a lot, almost every day, even after I dropped my course. When this happened, I was 20 years old, and was in college where I befriended Gustavo and met his father eventually, Mr. Thank you for the nice comments! I'll try to get better with every thing I post, also I'm still learning English. Characters in the story are 18 years of age or older.