*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*
* 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?"
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“you didn’t have to come all the way here, piccola,” luca rasped, the oxygen mask making his words sound clipped, uneven. he tried to lift his hand in a wave, but it trembled.
" 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!"
" 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.
" 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*