*Giovani*
The minute I left, I heard the clattering of one of the stools hitting the floor. If I had three guesses as to who it was, all of them would’ve been the same name.
I heard his footsteps following me, and he didn’t even bother to hide it with how loud his stomps were coming up the stairs. I entered my room and glanced down the hallway.
Alessandro was following me, just as I suspected. I didn’t even bother closing my door, letting it swing open as I entered.
“Close the door behind you,” I called out to him as I dropped into one of the chairs by my bed. No doubt this was going to take a while.
Alessandro did as I asked, and I heard the door shut much quieter than I thought he would. It was expensive wood, so I would’ve beaten his ass if he’d scratched it up.
“What do you need?” I cut straight to the point, not in the mood for any of his nonsense.
