holy moly

no. 1 - a sweet visitor

(TW: self-harm, cuss words, alcohol, suicide, pills, death) 🍰

February 11th — 7:20 AM

Sunny woke up, with the sun hitting his face from the window. His phone's alarm was playing an annoying little song. Only that to make him get up from his bed.

As he finally got up after 13 minutes of wondering about his life, he did what he always did. Took a freezing shower, had a small breakfast, brushed his teeth and went back to his room. Not to sleep, but to do random things. Watch videos on his cellphone, drawing, whatever you could imagine.

The boy's life was boring. He had no friends, and only the friends he had on Faraway Town were able to get him out of his home.

Aubrey, Mari, Hero, Basil, and, of course, Kel. "I miss them", Sunny would repeat to himself everyday.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

His thoughts were interrupted by a constant knocking on the front door of his house.

"Ugh. Who could it be this time?" Sunny sighed in annoyance and went down the stairs.

And hesitantly opened the door.

He immediately saw a tall, tanned boy with long brown, silky hair. The person was problably around 6'4". His hair reached his elbows. It looked so soft. He was wearing a red oversized jacket, and a black basketball top.

Sunny felt a familiar fuzzy feeling in his stomach. A feeling he would only feel with....

Kel?

"Salve, buongiorno! Puoi aiutarmi con qualcosa? Vorrei sapere dove si trova Gino's Pizza. (Hi, good morning! Can you help me with something? I would like to know where Gino's Pizza is.)"

The tall boy asked, his tone with zero shame on talking to someone he didn't knew.

Sunny blushed, he recognized Kel's voice. "It is him, it is him" The italian boy would repeat to himself in his thoughts. He shook his head gently to stop the blushing. Or atleast try.

"Se continuate a percorrere questa strada, vi ritroverete in Via Santa Chiara 2. Lì dovrebbe esserci una pizzeria. (If you keep walking this road, you will be in 2nd via Santa Chiara. There should be a pizzeria here.)" The pale boy responded, with a much better accent than the brown-haired guy. Which proved even more the probability of being Kel, since he didn't had a good italian accent. He had a...

Weak Spanish accent. In an overall, 80% of Canadian accent. One more proof.

"Inoltre, se questo non ti disturba, come ti chiami? (Also, if it doesn't bother you, what's your name?)" Sunny continued, trying to maintain a monotone voice, hoping it was actually Kel.

The person looked at him, extremely confused. A man with a charming smile and slightly shorter than the tanned boy appeared behind him, seeming embarrassed.

It's Hero? Hell yeah. One more proof it's Kel.

Sunny was so confused.

Hero discretely nudged the tanned boy's shoulder and whispered something onto his ear. Kel made a relieved face.

"Ohhh!" The tall boy whispered a sound, signaling he understood what Sunny meant. It was clear he didn't understood a lot of Italian.