CHAPTER 20.1 “Niente mi manchi e basta, [ Nothing, I just miss you.]" I jokingly said and forced laughed. Once again, I drink from the can in my hand and at the same time, threw him a glance. He is staring at me with a disgusted look plastered on his. What the hell is wrong with this man? "Punk pazzo [ Crazy punk ] ." Accidenti [ Geez, Gosh], Ever since the beginning, he is useless to talk with. He is too silent and serious, characteristics that are opposite of what I possess. He reached for the plastic bag and also got something to drink. He did the same and used his index finger to open the beer in can. He took a sip from the beer, eyes focused in front. What was he thinking? He seems drowning in his own thoughts. I stared at my frattelo’s face, I noticed that the light emitted from his eyes were gone. It was as if the joy in his eyes were sucked out. He’s way too dif
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