Faustini ✔️

diciannove

Lorenzo sat by a fountain in Central Park, as he waited for Casper, he looked through the photos taken of him and Chelsea on his phone. Casper made his way over. "So you've seen them too?" Casper commented and Lorenzo looked up. "You know they're saying you and Chelsea are together." Casper laughed.

"Well I don't care what they say, I know the truth." Lorenzo put away his phone and got up from the fountain. "We should go for a walk."

As they ventured deeper into central park, Lorenzo asked what Casper had gotten up to. "Oh, life's been great." Casper laughed happily. "There's something empowering about having my photos taken. You know, Charles said once I'm finished with Val, I should take some photos for him."

Lorenzo's smile was faint, Casper was smiling too. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, but I really hope you consider coming back to Yale."

"But I'm not sure I want to." Casper confessed.

"I understand that and I will respect your final decision, but Yale shouldn't be given up until you're absolutely sure you don't want to." Lorenzo advised. "Have you talked to your parents about this?"

"No, not yet." Casper replied. "It's just like you said, the decision's not final, so I'll tell them when it's set in stone." Casper looked over to Lorenzo who's stern expression caused concern in him. "Don't worry, things will work out, okay?"

"They're not giving you much time, you do realise that, right?" Lorenzo questioned as Casper's lips were pursed.

Casper held Lorenzo's hands. "I'll check if Val needs me for anything more today, if he doesn't, I'll come back with you tonight. Sound like a plan? I mean Yale's only an hour away, right? I can go back on weekends."

"Yeah, that'd be a much better way to do things." Lorenzo mumbled.

"Great!" Casper exclaimed. "Now, let's not let this cloud the rest of our time together, okay?"

Lorenzo went back to smiling. "Okay."

Valentino glanced through the photos taken of Casper at the restaurant with a face of satisfaction. Donatello peered over his shoulder. "You haven't happened to see my laptop, have you?" Donatello asked.

"No, I have not." Valentino answered, Donatello remained glancing at the web page Valentino had open. "You need something?"

"Did you call the paparazzi on them?" Donatello asked.

"Why?" Valentino fired back. "Are you jealous you're no longer in the papers?"

"Absolutely not." Donatello scoffed. "Are you jealous we didn't have to call the paparazzi?"

"I'll no longer have to." Valentino replied confidently.

There was a knock and both Valentino and Donatello looked up. Sebastian was in the entrance of the kitchen. "Sorry to disturb you." Sebastian muttered.

"No problem." Valentino stood up and greeted Sebastian with a handshake. "What's up? I was under the assumption that the situation was a bit awkward-"

"Donatello called me about a break in." Sebastian informed Valentino, he nodded in realisation. "I'll be gone the moment Catalina walks through the door, just to keep the peace."

"Don't be stupid." Valentino laughed, letting go of his hand. "You're welcome here anytime, just ignore Catalina."

Sebastian was about to say something, but Donatello coughed impatiently. "I better check out these rooms, I'll talk with you later." Sebastian said before Donatello led him upstairs.