*Antonio successfully carried the little Italian to his room and set him down. He went straight to the tub thereafter and ran the faucets, letting warm water fill the basin.* Now then, while that's getting ready ( Read more... )

The Arena hadn't been used since Rome and Turkiye's duel, so it had gained a sense of abandonment since then. Luckily such an atmosphere was all too fitting for its next purpose, where privacy was desired--perhaps as a last thought, but nevertheless appropriate. Antonio agreed with it at least, unsure what he might uncover in the field and whether ( Read more... )

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Note left behind on his door:

Everyone--
Gone to Italy with Francis.
Leave me a message!
♥ Antonio

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*finishes dragging Francis there and inhales the fresh air deeply* I haven't been here in so long!!