Diegozet's camera lingers on Floriano Peixoto, his body tense with desire, as he waits, "amz" with longing, for his lover's return. The room echoes with the ghost of their past encounters, the walls whispering tales of heated nights and insatiable cravings. His fingers trace the lines of her absence, yearning for the softness of her touch, the velvet of her skin. As the minutes tick by, his hunger grows, a fierce, primal need burning in his eyes, ready to consume them both once she returns, to claim her, to make her his, again and again.