Italics - You
Bold - Feliciano
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You were sitting in your apartment after college, doing some studying. It was hard to study, when your thoughts diverted to Feliciano."I wish he could call me right now."
No sooner you said that, your phone startes ringing. You didn't expect it to be Feliciano, since you didn't have his number.
When you looked at the caller ID, it said "Pasta lover". Your heart started racing like crazy. Without the slightest hesitation, you picked up.
"B-b-buongiorno!"
"Buongiorno, bella."
"How did you get my number?"
"Arielle."
"Remind me to scold her later."
"Aw, why? Don't scold her for being so supportive of our friendship."
"But sometimes she's just so nosy!"
"But how did you know it was me?"
"She must've put your number in my phone. Can you guess the caller ID she put?"
"Not really. What did she put?"
"Pasta lover."
"She knows me so well."
"Speaking of knowing, how do you know her?"
"We were best friends in high school. She studied in Italy for middle and high school, didn't she?"
"Oh, yeah, but she never told me about you."
"...."
"Oh! I forgot why I called!"
"Why did you call then?"
"I had a reason, but now, let's just say that I wanted to hear your voice. How about assuming this until I remember?"
"No problem."
"Now I remember."
"Spill it."
"I wanted to ask you if you really are coming to Italy next summer."
"I am, in case you didn't know how to read."
"I know how to read, but I was so overwhelmed that I couldn't believe it."
"Even Lovino and Antonio are looking forward to meeting you."
"Antonio?"
"Antonio is our childhood friend. He is three years older than me and is a few months older than Lovino. He is from Spain."
"He sounds nice."
"And I don't?"
"You are already nice, Feliciano! I'm actually excited to meet you rather than going to see gondolas and canals."
"That's reassuring."
"You love laughing for everything don't you?"
"Because there's no point in crying when something happens. What has happened has happened."
"Wouldn't you cry if someone you loved died?"
"...."
"There is always a point to tears, Feliciano."
"..."
"...."
"...."
"...."
"I'm sorry. I'll take back what I said."
"No, what you said is also true."
"...."
"...."
"A-anyway, how are you?"
"Good, I guess?"
"Why are you not sure?"
"I've always been like that."
"Why have you been like that?"
"Like I said, I've always been like that and I don't know why."
"Look at the moon."
"Why?"
"If you look, we'll be looking at the same thing. Won't that be nice?"
"Yes, I'm looking now."
"What phase is it in?"
"Half moon."
"Do you know the word for half moon in Italian?"
"No. What is it?"
"Mezzaluna."
"Sounds pretty."
"Not as pretty as your voice, bella."
"Stop laughing!"
"You're adorable."
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✔ Letters | N. Italy
FanfictionIn which you, a socially awkward person, write a letter to an unknown Italian man, hoping to make friends with him.