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It was now Thursdays and the boys' shifts were ending, Giorno had told Fugo about Guido, which was a bad idea.

Fugo would tease Giorno whenever they cross paths in the kitchen or counter, and it wouldn't go unnoticed that the blonde would blush hard.

"So? Did you contact him?" Fugo asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Stop the eyebrows Fugo its creepy, and no I didn't." Giorno sighed, taking off his apron.

" Oh c'mon you should! Invite him to the bar tomorrow! "

"Yeah . . . Good idea but, wouldn't that make me easy to get?" Giorno asked, his friend snorting.

"What the hell Giorno, you just have to invite him? It doesn't mean you're easy to get. Wait . . . " Fugo trailed off.

"Wait what?" Giorno asked, an eyebrow arched.

"If you're saying that you don't want to contact him because it'll make you easy to get . . . You want him to get you but through the hard way?I'm right am I? Oh mio dio." Fugo sighed as they went to the car park.

Giorno processed his friend's words, eyes widening and cheeks heating up .

"No? It's not like that . . ."  He stuttered bad.

"C'mon Giorno, you can't lie to me, to me." Fugo exclaimed, pointing a finger to himself.

"Okay pudding."

"Shut up, you love pudding." Fugo snickered as he unlocked his car doors.

"I'll see ya tomorrow blondie." Fugo teased, stepping inside the driver's seat. Giorno raised his middle finger.

As Fugo lowered his windows, Giorno replied.

"You're a blonde too, Fugo."

"No shit, you're right." chuckling after, as his friend beeped at him for good bye.

"Damn blondie." Giorno shook his head, entering his own car and driving away.

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*alarm clock beeping*

"Friday . . . time to get up." Giorno talked to himself as he finished yawning, shutting off the alarm and heading to the bathroom.

After showering he changed into his usual clothes, grabbing his phone and car keys and headed out.

Arriving at the car park of his workplace, he saw his best friend walking out his own car. Giorno then immediately parked, hoping to catch up on Fugo.

Fugo turned around, hearing the familiar roaring of car engines, he waited for his friend.

"Morning swiss cheese." Giorno grinned as he locked his car.

"Morning blondie. "
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An hour left till their shifts were done, Bruno Buccellati, their manager, decided to come out of his little office, helping Giorno in the counter and observing his workers.

Their shifts then ended, Giorno and Bruno went to the kitchen where Fugo was wiping off dirt on counters.

"Hey manager, do you wanna go to the bar with us tonight? Trish misses you." Fugo piped up as he saw the boys walking in.

"I would love to Fugo, I miss Trish as well, she's very busy nowadays." Bruno smiled, proud of his adopted.

"It's settled then, I'll meet you guys at the car park." Fugo announced, finishing his wiping on the kitchen counters.

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