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Grinning, moving his curly, carrot colored hair from out of his eyes. “ sí, but I leav for Paris soon “

*poking him back, sticking out her tongue, as she flips through the pages of a book* “ yes, fratello? can’t you see I’m trying to read?!” *the girl giggles back*



his face pale, features sunken. letting out another raffling cough. breathing hurt. " it's all okay. i promise " he rasped

* her eyes soften as she looks at him, sitting in that hospital bed. he looks so much older than twenty-four, he shouldn’t be in the hospital at all…* “ it’s too late for me to not be worried about you, fratello… I think you pushed yourself too hard this time…”



eyes threatening to close, turning his head the other was and letting out a cough that rattled his body. " feel... very sick. but you don't worry , sí?"

* she's holding onto his hand, trying to steady it, her voice quiet* " certo, fratello, you really need to stop lying, it's bad... how are you holding up?"



" i'm okay, bi. just a bit tired " he replies, making his voice cheerful! " uber? okay!"

" I knew you could do it! * frowning immediately as she notices his limp* " hey! you're limping, fratello? cosa è successo? and you know I can't drive! wait, call an uber we can take an uber!"



" sí. i did " he mumbled. limping slightly to the car, bag on his shoulder. " wanna drive?"

" then let's go, but we can play really slowly, promise! did you win any of the matches? you did, right, luca?"



" just came back from trining and a tournament. but we can " he smiled. truth was it was really hard on him. the first one he had to withdrawal from, he couldn't even walk.

" missed you too! can we go play some tennis? or did you just come from training?"



giving her a big squeeze. he's so happy to see her. " i misses you! " excuse his english

* she’s actually behind him, as she was coming home from the library and immediately jumps onto his back instead* “ fratello!! HI!”



" they reminded me!" he spoke, a warm smile. excited for her to open the special memory book inside. he'd captchuedmojots or had darren, his coach capture photos for this gift

" fratello, these are so pretty, grazie mille!" * Bianca says as she sets the flowers in some water, rushing back to him, to open her gift and the card*



he's fallen asleep on the couch, legs still slightly cramping. it's been a tiring day


" first flowers " he says, reading her over a bouquet of roses , oink and red. " then open. "

" which makes you the best brother!" * Bianca replies smiling, hugging him back, tightly* " so can I get a hint about my gift?"



sitting the bunches of stuff on the table, wrapping his arms around her. " of course i did, sorella! i wouldn't miss it "

* immediately opens the door and jumps into his arms with the biggest grin on her face* "FRATELLO! YOU MADE IT!"



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knocking on @ofdarlingdoe 's door, bunches of gifts, balloons and flowers in his hands.


jumping in the drivers seat, maybe realizing this was a huge mistake, he's taking a shakey breath. not speaking.

* also glaring, following him out the door, she's not happy about him either...* " alright, andiamo..."



grumbling, mumbling a few words in italian. " mhm, sí" he replied eyes rolling back slightly

Bianca sighs, she's not going to be able to win this one, so she'll just come watch his practice instead* "fine... get the braces, I'll come watch your practice..."



" coachs ... they are okay they know " he smiled, unassuredly . " oh sí, need braces " he mumbled

*she's about to reach for his bags to take them away* "no... no... not today... what if you faint at practice?!"



shaking his head, insted reaching for his bags along. " practice, remember?"

* she let's go of his hands and instructs him to lie down* " you should take a nap, Luca, please... I don't want you to get more hurt..."



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