The two had ice cream on the busiest street in Curitiba. Visited almost every store. They entered a restaurant. Like Rafaela, Lúcia completed her plate with the buffet preparations.

- Are you sure you're going to eat all this, friend?

- Yea.

- And your diet? That weird, otherworldly diet.

- It's over.

- Serious? Certainty?

- Let's sit down and eat.

- Come on, because I really want to fill my belly.

They were eating and talking electrified when they saw Adonis approach.

- What is carrion? You never saw anyone eat, did you? - Rafaela implied, staring at Adonis who was standing on the side of the table.

- Oh! One carrion eating another, no, I've never seen it - Adonis scoffed.

- I wonder if you never touch yourself, we hate you - Lucia declared biting a piece of steak. He frowned at her gesture.

- You were already a fall, now you're even more of the rabble - Adonis criticized her.

- It's none of your business.

- I just came to warn you that when I finish your little shit protector in the fightboys tournament, my prize will be you. Linda - he said convinced leaving the place.

- More than an asshole. How can a guy like that be a vegetarian and want to be a protector of animals? I don't understand, I can't swallow any bit of what he preaches or says. He always fucked with us in every way - Rafaela said angry.

- And I do not know.

A few minutes after they ate, Lucia felt sick again. She asked Rafaela to wait and went to the bathroom. She threw up everything she ate. The impatient friend saw that she was taking her time and went to see her. Rafaela was surprised by Lucia drooling in the toilet.

- What? Friend, are you okay? He put his hand on Lucia's back.

- No, unfortunately not.

- Let's go to the doctor.

- No, you don't have to.

- Of course you do. Look at you, how pale you are.

Rafaela touched Lucia's forehead. - And you're still sweating cold?

- No, I still have to rehearse today...

- No way, are you crazy?

Rafaela helped her. She paid the bill and they left.

Marcos saw them nearby.

- What's going on? -He asked worried seeing Lucia leaning on Rafaela almost without standing up.

- She screwed up with the restaurant food.

Marcos looked at the restaurant sign in bewilderment.

- But isn't she vegan? Vegetable I don't know...

- No. I mean is. But it was... Okay, just help me with her. OK.

Marcos took her in his arms. Rafaela asked to take her to her house, which is near Praça Osorio. When they arrived, they entered through the entrance that is next to the beauty salon of their parents Ellen and Camargo. They went up in the elevator.

Marcos laid her down on the couch.

- I want to vomit more... - Lúcia muttered to the point of not holding her throat.

Marcos reached for a garbage man and gave it to him. She put the indigestible rest out. Rafaela arrived with boldo tea.

- Here. My grandma said boldo is good for the stomach.

Lucia sat down and drank. Her pallor was visible. Her low blood pressure made her weak. She couldn't even sit up.

- We have to take her to the hospital - Marcos said.

- No, my mother will be worried - Lucia protested.

- I can't leave you like this.

- No, no.

- Stubborn! - Said Marcos irritated.

- I know, take care of her. I'm going to make some vegetable soup, maybe it can help revive my spirits. She's been a vegan for a long time, so that must be why she didn't do well with that steak-filled meal and to top it all off, asshole Adonis showed up to torment us. That guy really is indigestible.

- What was that idiot doing there?

- It was bugging us as usual.

Marcos huffed in anger.

- Said he was going to finish you in the arena. And what a prize of his would be our little friend there who is almost fainting - Rafaela said.

- I'm going to rip his stomach out - Marcos said with a huff.

- I'm dying to see this - Rafaela salivated.

- I need to let my mother know that I'll be late arriving - Lucia said, turning on her cell phone. A few minutes her mother answered and she explained what had happened. Her mother was extremely worried asking her to be careful coming back.

Lucia rested and ate her soup.

- How long has this happened to her?

- A while... Like... When she decided to get off the grass diet.

- You are a very understanding friend - Marcos pointed out.

- Yeah, I try.

- Thank you friend, your salty soup is great - thanked Lucia.

- Thanks Lou.

Lucia took a deep breath and stood up.

- I have to go Rafa, it's already dark.

- You're going with her, right Marcos.

"Okay," he agreed.

He took the bags. They said goodbye to Rafaela and left.

Lucia went with her head on Marcos' shoulder on the bus. When they reached the street stop, they got off. Her mother was already waiting for her at the front door. Greeted Mark.

- Our! Are you Mayara's son?

He was embarrassed when Lucia's mother blinked admiringly.

- How he grew up. Are you that kid who used to cut my daughter's hair?

- I am, Dona Clarice.

Clarice hugged her daughter and asked them to come in. It's been a while since he's been through the front door. The living room brought her nostalgia for the visits her mother made to her neighbor.

- Almost nothing has changed, right, thorn... - Clarice said, watching the boy's gaze around the room.

Lucia laughed when the mMom referred to him with the wrong nickname.

"I don't think so," he replied.

- Do me a favor, honey.

- Yea.

- Take my daughter to her room?

"Mother doesn't need to," Lucia interrupted.

- It will be my pleasure, ma'am.

- Madam, you're in heaven, I'm Clarice for you.

- OK.

- I'll prepare a vegetable soup and I'll take it to you.

- At least my mother's soup is better than Rafa's - Lucia said looking at Marcos who was following her on the stairs.

- Leave the bags there. I'm going to take a shower and brush my mouth well-brushed-she walked into the bathroom and got ready for the shower.

- Brush it really well, because you'll need it - He mocked sitting in the armchair.

When he got into the tub, Lucia remembered the towel. '' Damn it''

When she was done, she was holding back so she wouldn't have to ask Marcos to hand her a towel. Seeing that she was taking time, she knocked on the door to see if everything was okay. She embarrassedly asked me to bring her a towel. Immediately he attended to her handing her the towel.

- You can leave now.

- For what?

- I'll get dressed.

He boldly squeezed her into a hug.

- What are you doing?

He gazed into her face with passion. He threw himself on the bed with her and kissed her.

- My mother... - Lucia spoke breathlessly. He kissed her harder.

- You're hurting me...

-I'm dying to take that towel off you...-He whispered, roving his eyes on her bust, which he breathed in excitedly by the strong breath.

-My mother is calling, come out - she pushed him.

He caught himself and left the room with a sigh. He came down and said he needed to go home. Clarice understood and let him go thanking him for what she did for Lúcia.