Hello, welcome to McDonald's || MisGio

15

As said, Narancia felt like a third wheel. The poor boy was trapped from the tension of the two, it's not a bad tension, but we all know he just shouldn't be there.

"I should excuse myself . . ." The boy squeezed his way out, no idea where to go but at least he knows his safe.

The blonde finished his drink, sipping the lasts of the liquid, silently burping.

Still silence for a few minutes until Giorno decided to speak.

"Wanna go out tomorrow?"

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"Wanna go out tomorrow?"

What the fuck?!

"I-I mean, if you want? . ." The blonde followed up, having no idea why he suggested that.

"Sure! Lunch?" Mista asked, clearly excited, his foot tapping rapidly and fingers fidgeting.

Giorno just nodded sideways slowly, again smiling with his lips pursed and cheeks heating up.

"Then, I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" Guido stood up and stuck his hand out, making the other accept and take it, carefully pulling him up to stand.

"See ya."

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10 minutes later, Giorno was in his car, still in the parking lot of the café, spacing out every now and then, thinking if it was a good thing.

15 minutes in, he just ignited the engine, the radio playing music.

4 more minutes and it was now 15:50, he decided to go back to his unit and take a nap, he spent 19 minutes doing nothing back there.

I'll send him a text later, he thought.

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Arriving at his bedroom, he immediately plopped down on his bed, not bothering to change his clothes, he quickly fell asleep.

Despite drinking coffee?

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Waking up, it was now evening, the sun has set, leaving beautiful colors scattered on the clouds and skies. Giorno decided to get up and cook something for dinner, first changing into comfortable clothes.

"I feel like eating pasta." He went to his kitchen and started preparing for the ingredients.

In the middle of boiling the pasta and making the sauce, he got bored just listening to music, but then he remembered.

"Right, I should probably message him. Why did I ask him in the first place . . . that was the stupidest thing I ever did."

Unknown number

hey, it's me, Giorno.
19:23

hey! I thought you wouldn't
contact me :/
19:23

sorry, I took a nap, and what's
with the sad face? 19:25

nothin nothin, so where should we have lunch tom?
19:25

how about tonio's? down xxx street,
I heard it was popular and they
opened a new branch.
19:28

alright it's settled then, i'll
see ya then <33.
19:28
seen

Weirdo. Giorno thought, shaking his head.

He was now finishing up with what he cooked, he was starving after a 3 hour nap.

After eating, he washed the dishes, knowing he wouldn't wanna do it later.

All left to do now was to review for entrance exam, Giorno is an upcoming 2nd year univ student, while Fugo is in 3rd year, both studying in the same university since first year.

It was now 22:40, the rain suddenly poured down hard, and Giorno was still scanning through his review sheets, pressure was heavy, even tho entrance exams are 3 months away, but time flies doesn't it?

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what courses do you think giorno, mista, fugo and narancia took?