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Luca Bianco

It's probably been an hour since Matteo and I got upstairs and joined Mia in the bathroom. We've been talking non-stop ever since.

Turns out Mia's life is way more interesting than I thought. She loves art and her favourite music genre is punk music. She wishes she could cover her room with posters, but her parents aren't really keen on the idea. She's also an only child but has always wanted siblings.

But the most fascinating thing is that Matt was always looking at her and listening to her every word as if she was telling us the greatest story ever. Man, he's so whipped.

"And I also hate tomatoes" She exclaims and I raise my palm.

"Me too. They are so disgusting" I comment and she high fives me. "Tomato sauce is nice though"

"That makes absolutely no sense" Contradicts Matteo.

"Yes it does. Tomato's texture is just repulsive, but you can't actually notice it if you take it as a sauce" Mia explains while looking at Matt.

"But it's the same flavor"

"It's not just about the flavor, it's the whole package" Mia adds and we all burst into laughter.

"Hey shouldn't we come back downstairs?" I ask and Matt shakes his head no.

"Screw those two, seems like the only thing they can do lately is fuck around. Don't get me wrong, I love Nick with my whole heart but we're having a good time here"

"Yeah, plus this place is perfect for secret conversations"

"As if talking about tomato sauce was that deep" I say and she smiles at me.

"Well, for someone it might"

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