After calling your parents and getting something to eat, you and Arielle made your way to the doors of the airport. Both of you checked in your two suitcases and within an hour you were with your backpacks, waiting for the airplane.
While Arielle was munching on the fifth burger she ate tonight, I was engaged in a call with Feliciano.
"Well, good evening there, bella."
"You mean good morning?"
"Whatever it is."
"Okay."
"You kind of ruined the moment."
"How so?"
"I was trying to sound cool."
"Oh."
"It went way better in my head, though."
"Okay."
"Have any stories for me, bella?"
"Arielle has eaten five burgers tonight."
"I'm not surprised."
"Why am I the only one surprised?"
"Not even Lovi is surprised."
"That guy is hard to surprise anyway."
"What time will you be in Venice?"
"Five in the morning."
"Lovi will be there to pick you up."
"What about you?"
"You won't see me immediately but, Lovi will tell you what to do after you meet him."
"Oookay."
"Have you booked a hotel?"
"Of course. We don't want to be sleeping on the streets."
"Well, if you get kicked out, you can always come over to our house."
"Thank you."
"I'm kind of sleepy right now."
"Go and sleep then."
"But I want to talk to you."
"No, Feli, go and sleep. You need to meet me tomorrow, right?"
"Mmmmrrrggh."
"Just go and sleep, Feli."
"Okay."
"Good morning and sleep well."
"Grazie. Have a safe trip."
"Thanks, bye."
"Bye!"
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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.
