My brother woke up around 5am to thundering bangs shaking the walls and echoing throughout the house, followed by angry shouts. I woke up about four hours later in the room next to his, completely unaware of any commotion. In that blissful bridge between dream and reality, I sat up and checked my phone. The first thing I saw was a message from my brother: “Entao mano.. acordei cedo pra ir trabalhar e escutei gritos vindo de baixo. Aparentemente o Adrien bateu na porta do Cesar pra pedir pra...