Luca: Quieter? I like where this is going…
Nova: Don’t read into it.
Luca: Too late. What I’m hearing is you WANTED to keep the night going?
Nova: Maybe.
Luca: I KNEW IT.
Nova: Ugh. Don’t make it a thing.
Luca: LAUNCH SEQUENCE HAS BEEN ACTIVATED
Nova: You are so full of yourself.
Luca: I’m actually not. If you knew anything about me, you would know that. I don’t actually think I’m God’s gift to women or whatever you’ve decided about me in that pretty little head of yours. I feel like we’ve been over this.
Nova: Then who is the real you?
Luca: I’m devastatingly misunderstood. It’s tragic, really.
Nova: I’m being serious! Answer the question.
Luca: Fine. The real me… I don’t know who he is. He overthinks things. He’s always waiting for the other shoe to drop. He makes jokes first because that’s easier than being serious.
Luca: And…
Nova: ??? yes…???
Luca: I don’t actually walk around thinking every girl in a ten-mile radius wants me. In fact, the one I do want is currently fighting me over text instead of just admitting she likes me back.
Nova: Whoa.
Nova: Whoa, whoa, whoa. I did not expect that level of honesty LOL
Luca: Alright my turn. What’s something you don’t let people see about you?
Nova: Umm…hmmm…
Luca: Take your time.
Nova: I’m thinking—give me a second LOL
Nova: Well. Honestly, one thing people don’t see if that I wish my parents were still alive. And I hate relying on Gio so much—he’s my brother, not my father, but I find myself leaning on him. It’s embarrassing sometimes.
Nova: Was that real enough for you?
Luca: For what it’s worth, I don’t think it’s embarrassing.
Nova: It feels embarrassing—and I can’t believe I admitted that in writing.
Luca: Why?
Nova: Because I should have my life figured out by now. I should be able to stand on my own without my brother’s help.
Luca: Says who?
Nova: Says society!