How It Really Was (AKA I Have No Life).

How it really was (AKA I have no life).

So I'm pretty sure I would give my right arm of you were willing to shed some light on when exactly Andrew came to the conclusion that Neil actually meant something to him. (any chance of that?)

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elippo fic because I can

On a Saturday morning, the Boy-squad, minus Elia, was hanging out at the skatepark when Gio got a call from Elia’s mother. They talked for a while, with Gio trying to ignore the stares Luca and Marti were giving him. The call finally ended, and Gio immediately got a thousand questions thrown his way. Before he answered any of them, he said:

“Shut up guys, Elia didn’t come home yesterday. His mum is worried.” “I thought he went home after he got another call from that girl who likes all his Instagram photos.” Luca replied. “I didn’t see him after Silvia and Eva were dancing on the tables.” Martino said. “That’s because you were busy ogling someone else,” Gio said, “but seriously, I don’t remember him leaving with us.”

“Should we go look for him?” Luca asked. “Don’t know where we should start. I’m starting to get worried, it’s not like him to disappear.” Gio said, getting up. Martino felt as if that last part was directed at him, but couldn’t feel angry now that they didn’t know where Elia was.

“Maybe we could call around, maybe the girls have seen him.” Martino suggested, but Gio shook his head: “I don’t know, no need to make other people worried.” They all got up and had silently agreed to walk back to the place the party was held at the night before. They were about halfway there when Martino got an idea. He composed a simple text and hit send. It took only a few minutes to get a reply.

Filippo Sava: No worries, he’s with me. Thought you guys knew.

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