Third plate of pasta [video]

[morethanpasta]

[Ever since the effects of the corrupted wish faded, Feliciano has lived in self-imposed isolation, hiding in his room to do nothing but cry his eyes out and sleep. He barely dared to sneak out of his room deep in the night to get food, too frightened of running across Spain or Romano

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[100deaths_a_day]

[He's instantly worried] Jesus... what happened to you? Where the hell are you?

[morethanpasta]

[Feliciano wipes at his runny nose and tries, yet fails spectacularly to flash him a brave smile.]

I'm in my room. I'm okay. You don't have to worry about me. [He emphasizes the "me" and winces at it. He simply can't hold it in any longer.] Dean, something horrible happened when the monkey paw granted wishes!

[100deaths_a_day]

[He's starting to move already, having found the housing list on the map when he'd had to help Sam find his flat.]

I know - I put a warning out about it. What did you wish for?

[morethanpasta]

It wasn't what I wished for... [He pauses.] No. What I wished for was bad, too, but that's not... Someone else wished for something. [Feliciano stares into the camera with wide, haunted eyes.] It changed me.