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!