Hello, welcome to McDonald's || MisGio

9

Giorno arrived at his apartment, again dragging two of his friends on his shoulders towards the entrance. A guard who was on his nightshift, noticed the blonde's struggle.

"Would you like some help sir?" The guard asked

"I would very much appreciate it." Giorno answered, passing Fugo to the guard. Now that his other shoulder was free, he now gently carried the pink haired girl bridal style.

They made a beeline for the elevator, quickly pressing on keys for their destination, which was the 2nd floor.

"You kids had too much fun huh?" The guard suddenly spoke up, chuckling at the sight of knocked out teens.

"I suppose we did have too much fun." Giorno replied, shaking his head.

The elevator dinged, arriving at their floor, the guard followed Giorno to his room, who then fished for his room keys in his pocket.

Opening the door, the guard again passed Fugo back to Giorno, who thanked him for helping.

"Thank you, I owe you one for this." The blonde said, smiling at the guard, who just shook his head and said it was nothing.

Giorno plopped the two on his couch, grabbing blankets in his storage cabinets for his friends to use.

As he finished tending to them, he went to his room, stripping down his clothes and went straight to the shower, his braided hair now free, the warm water cascaded down his face, down to the rest of his body. Grabbing his shampoo, he squeezed a decent amount of the product and gently rubbed it on his hair, bubbles immediately foaming, he then grabbed other essentials, scrubbing it down on his body.

Washing everything off with water, he stepped out of his shower, grabbing his towel and pat himself dry. Walking back to his room, he grabbed his sleepwear neatly folded on the edge of his bed and put it on. He then proceeded to dry and finger comb his hair.

The blonde now sat on his bed, phone in hand as he checked the time, 02:10, he was not sleepy at all, he laid on his bed and sighed.

He unlocked his phone, searching for Guido in his contacts.

Why am I looking for him in my contacts again? Giorno sighed for the second time, turning his phone off and placed it on his nightstand. He then bent down, reaching for a drawer underneath his bed, grabbing his favorite manga, Pink Dark Boy, way back in 1999.

He read it over and over again, trying to make himself sleepy, but it was practically useless. He sighed for the 3rd time, and was about to sigh for the 4th time, but then he remembered, Guido, he will not sigh again. End of thought.

Giorno then reached for his phone, 05:33, great, just great, until then, he wasn't able to sleep for a good 4 hours.

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