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Giovanni was sprawled across hiscouch with an arm thrown over his eyes to block the midday sun. He didn't feel like closing the curtains to block the beaming rays from coming inside so he opted for his arm.
After everything that happened at Korin's about an hour ago, he felt drained of all his energy. He'd allowed himself to get too upset and now that he was semi calm, he needed a quick nap. If he wanted to be much calmer and understanding than he was currently, the nap would be the best move for him.
He couldn't understand why he and Korin needed to break up to heal themselves. If anything, he thought they would be able to heal faster together. As one. They knew each other like the back of their hands and were easily adjusting to the minor changes that had come with age. He couldn't see what breaking up would do for them as a dynamic. Especially while remaining friends. If they could still communicate and hang out, there was no need to be apart romantically.
"Mmcht," he smacked his teeth at his running thoughts. He wanted his brain to shut down and grant him a nap.
As he laid there, forcing himself to fall asleep, his phone was being blown up by Noelle. She was trying her hardest to get in contact with him, but he'd placed his phone silent. After he left Korin's place he took the ringer off to keep himself from answering any calls or text messages from her. So, it sat on the table with Noelle's name repeatedly appearing on the screen and no answer.
On the other end of the city, two paramedics were rushing inside of the hospital with Korin on a stretcher. Another EMT was atop Korin using a resuscitator to keep oxygen flowing through her lungs. Noelle wasn't far behind – nearly in shambles at the sight of her best friend half-dead on a stretcher. Her phone was up to her ear as she tried to reach Giovanni for the umpteenth time.
"Gio answer the fucking phone!" she screamed at her phone like he'd hear it. "Is she going to be okay? Please tell me she will be."
The two doctors now at Korin's side, glanced over at Noelle while checking Korin's vitals. "What happened?"
"I-I don't know. I found her all loopy and she was saying stuff about being alon–oh my God."
