Hans, Michele, Vitor and Lucas

Billie Bob Taylor 

I constantly scrutinized my reflection in the mirror as I went up close to it then took a few steps back. My curly hair was freshly washed, conditioned and even, hold onto your seats, moisturized. 

I had even shaved showcasing my dimples and dimple chin which really did showcase my age. Compared to Benedito I was still very much a baby and I losing weight did me no favors. 

At least when I was more toned and built I looked a bit older, now I truly did look like someone who was in their mid-twenties. I wore denim jeans that were my size, a white shirt that was a bit loose around my waist and my brown boots with my gold championship buckle. 

I left the hat and sunglasses because I thought it might be a bit much. I left out a sigh as I put on some lip balm.