[OTA] Homesick, maybe?
Lorenzo sat on the shore of the beach, just far enough way so the water couldn't touch his feet. The sun was starting to set, and there were people walking along the beach, but he had barely noticed him. His sword was lying on the sand beside him as he picked up another stone and half-heartedly tossed it into the water.
He couldn't really believe Haley and Sam had gone, but they had. Just like that, they weren't there anymore. Lorenzoe seemed to have met a lot of people on the island, but none he had really thought of as friends more than Haley and Sam. Now everything just felt... lonely. Everyone was so busy or had other people to hang out with. For the first time since the week he arrived, Lorenzo wanted to go home. He didn't fit here, and he knew that, but he tried. Now he just wanted to be back in Italy, even if he didn't have much to deal with back there beyond running, stealing, and dodging the Plague.
He was homesick, but didn't even know what that meant to know it's what he was.
He couldn't really believe Haley and Sam had gone, but they had. Just like that, they weren't there anymore. Lorenzoe seemed to have met a lot of people on the island, but none he had really thought of as friends more than Haley and Sam. Now everything just felt... lonely. Everyone was so busy or had other people to hang out with. For the first time since the week he arrived, Lorenzo wanted to go home. He didn't fit here, and he knew that, but he tried. Now he just wanted to be back in Italy, even if he didn't have much to deal with back there beyond running, stealing, and dodging the Plague.
He was homesick, but didn't even know what that meant to know it's what he was.