Lovino had been sitting in the backrow, watching the trial unfold from a spot where he'd hoped he would go unnoticed- the last thing he wanted, should things go badly, was to have to meet Antonio's eyes first. He was sure the Spaniard had spotted him though; the man kept making nervous glances around the room when he could and then, finally, only in the Italian's direction.
Usually Lovi would have sat up the front, with the other close friends and family, or closer to his Lawyer, but today he just wanted to wait until it was over.
And when it was he visibly collapsed into his chair, as if the world's weight had been taken off his shoulders. It was not a feeling Lovi got to experience often, and he was happy for the relief.
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I will. Backdate a response to this eventually. I need to stop lurking and do my papers derp
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He was sure the Spaniard had spotted him though; the man kept making nervous glances around the room when he could and then, finally, only in the Italian's direction.
Usually Lovi would have sat up the front, with the other close friends and family, or closer to his Lawyer, but today he just wanted to wait until it was over.
And when it was he visibly collapsed into his chair, as if the world's weight had been taken off his shoulders.
It was not a feeling Lovi got to experience often, and he was happy for the relief.
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