The meeting with Narancia and Abbachio were certainly entertaining surprises, and though you would have enjoyed more time with them, right now, all you want to do is continue your date with Mista. With things finally slowing down again, the two of you sit down at a table with your food. The sunlight filtering in through the window nearby warms you from the museum's chilly air conditioning with a bonus of putting Mista in a soft glow that you can't help but stare at until he notices.
Time passes slowly as you eat and talk. Mista tells you stories of his friends: the time they all got together to throw Bucciarati a birthday party; how Narancia had actually managed to pass his math test, much to everyone's astonishment. As much as he talks about himself, he has plenty of questions to ask you: wanting to catch up on your career, your family and friends, what new things you've gotten into since you last met. You feed him the details and he eats up every last word. The whole time you spoke, he never once stopped smiling.
With lunch now nearly over, Mista brings up the topic of what you two should do next- stay at the museum and check out some more exhibits, or possibly go somewhere else for the next part of your day together. But before you make a decision, you excuse yourself to the bathroom. As you're leaving the cafeteria you notice the aforementioned Abbachio and Narancia sitting at a table, the younger with a peach tart in front of him, while the older nothing but a glass of wine. You smile to yourself; seems Abbachio had given in to Narancia's pleads.
You quickly find the bathroom and find out it's even completely empty. Lucky for you. Not wanting to waste time or keep Mista waiting, you finish your business, wash your hands, and prepare to leave. But as you try to turn the handle of the bathroom door down, you find it doesn't. "Oh, no," you hear yourself mutter. You try again, with more force this time, but still, the handle only jiggles and refuses to let you pass.
Did a custodian accidentally lock you in, you wonder. Though usually they would check to see if anyone was inside before doing that, wouldn't they? Or maybe the door was just stuck. It could even be possible that some troublemakers were playing a prank on you. But there was no answer when you called out. You sigh and turn around. What to do now. Luckily you had your phone in your pocket and you fish it out to give Mista a message. Usually he could take hours or even days before he would reply, but today he replied in mere seconds.
YOU: Stuck in bathroom
Plz help lol
OTL
MISTA: Where how what's wrong
YOU: Maybe I got locked in? The door wont open Idk
Bathroom east wing
MISTA: Ok I'll get help stay strong I'll be there soon
You laugh as you read his last message. It was kind of embarrassing for something like this to happen, but you were just glad that you could depend on Mista to bail you out. All you could do now was wait for him.
Meanwhile, in the cafeteria, Mista returns his phone underneath his hat, cleans up the table, then rushes off to find someone with a set of bathroom keys. Of course, he could just free you the easy way with one or two kicks to the door, but even Mista knows that property damage is certainly a date ruiner, so he'll just have to stick with Plan B first.
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Guido Mista x Reader
FanfictionReposting this from my Tumblr. Warning, this will NOT be completed.