Luciano Ribeiro
“That is definitely a good way to win an argument, now I need to find loopholes not to get into those in the first place hmmm.” He grinned, raising his eyebrows. “Or just don’t argue with me, agree with everything I say,” he smirked. That was a fun future to imagine, where his word was just accepted as law and no one questioned it. ”It would be legendary. But you won’t dare change it.” He glanced at him, his eyebrow arched in confusion. “Really? And why not?” He asked, amused. Changing his middle name would just be like filling in a blank that he would probably never reference again, and it was way more likely that he would change that than his middle name. To be fair, he probably wouldn’t change either, but now that Gio outright said he wouldn’t, he wanted to do it, just to prove him wrong.
“Only 1000? We invented IQ what are you talking about, it’s clearly in infinite number.” He made a sound of agreement, nodding as he realized his mistake. “My bad, yes, it is clearly an infinite number—there is no scale that can measure our smartness.” If the star struck emoji was an actual expression, that would be the one on Luciano’s face. “So IQ level infinity, yes.”
“You can have a regular bowtie until then. So you could practice what it feels like to have one, when the real one comes it’ll be even more satisfying.” He laughed slightly, giving him a thumbs up. “Sounds good, but you’ll have to come bowtie shopping with me, I don’t even know where to start with looking for bow ties.” He grinned, gazing at him. “You’ll probably help pick out a nice looking one.”
“ Maybe I’ll be cute, but I still prefer being young” He felt the same. In a way, being old seemed to him like they were just biding time until their time ran out. Or maybe that was just strangely morbid of him. “You will be cute, that’s a given. But yeah, being young is better for sure.” After all, every single old person always talked about things they wish they had done when they were younger. It was funny how most kids couldn’t wait to grow up and then when they did, they wished they were younger again.
“I love old people stories, they’re so wise and everything. Some of them are just funny which is even better.” He nodded, his memories flashing back to some memories he had of old people telling their life stories. It was unfortunate that he hadn’t heard a memorable old person story in a while, though. “You can learn a lot from them, they’ve lived for so long.” He mused, smiling slightly. “The funny ones really are the best.”