[Abbacchio's arm hooks around Narancia lightly. The other hand comes up to lightly ruffle his hair, because he isn't sure how else to show his affection right now.]
I hate it too. [He even kind of misses Fugo, but he doesn't bring that up either, a sore spot for all of them.] It'd be easier if it was all of us together.
But we'll have to make do until that happens, all right?
[There's a pause.] ...You were here living with him. Weren't you?
[ Oofe. It's sad even using the past tense here, but he tries to not dwell on it for long, resting his face in Abbacchio's shoulder while he heaves out a sigh. ]
But there's no way I can afford this shit on my own. [ Bruno was likely paying a larger portion of this living space, too, which is just an additional thorn in his side. ] So I dunno how much longer I'll be living here here.
[Honestly, Abbacchio likes having his own space, but he doesn't hesitate to even make the offer. For all of the shit he gives Narancia, he cares deeply about him. Lightly, he squeezes him more in the hug.]
I have room. You know? You can stay with me. If you're cool with that.
[ It's not like Narancia doubts that the gang like him; it's only a little surprising because he'd imagined Abbacchio would rather Narancia squeeze in with the other Passione members. One way or another, Narancia would find a way to survive. Besides, he's aware his loud personality can get on Abbacchio's nerves, so he didn't wanna impose. He peeks up at Abbacchio with a curious eye, his expression seeming lighter. ]
'Course I'd be cool with it! That'd be dope. I'd even sleep on the couch if you asked me to.
[Lightly, he ruffles Narancia's hair again. Sometimes he struggles with being appropriately affectionate, but he's trying harder. Especially for Narancia.]
Nah, you'd get your own room. I'm not using it for much other than storage honestly and I don't have that much shit to move out.
[ He relaxes a little more under the affection, not minding one bit that his hair is getting more and more messy. A smile tugs at the corner of his lips. ]
Okay. I'm down. [ Drawing back from the embrace enough to get a good read on his expression, as opposed to peeking like he had been. ] S'not like I got a lotta shit to move either.
[ this boy is always struggling in the chroma department... ]
We can probably get Mista 'n Giorno to help. You're older, so you can probably just tell them to!
[ That's the way things have always been between the gang - always trudging along and surviving whatever way they can. Narancia doesn't doubt that, even if they get separated for a little bit. ]
If I've got you 'n everyone else nearby, I don't gotta worry.
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I hate it too. [He even kind of misses Fugo, but he doesn't bring that up either, a sore spot for all of them.] It'd be easier if it was all of us together.
But we'll have to make do until that happens, all right?
[There's a pause.] ...You were here living with him. Weren't you?
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[ Oofe. It's sad even using the past tense here, but he tries to not dwell on it for long, resting his face in Abbacchio's shoulder while he heaves out a sigh. ]
But there's no way I can afford this shit on my own. [ Bruno was likely paying a larger portion of this living space, too, which is just an additional thorn in his side. ] So I dunno how much longer I'll be living here here.
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[Honestly, Abbacchio likes having his own space, but he doesn't hesitate to even make the offer. For all of the shit he gives Narancia, he cares deeply about him. Lightly, he squeezes him more in the hug.]
I have room. You know? You can stay with me. If you're cool with that.
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[ It's not like Narancia doubts that the gang like him; it's only a little surprising because he'd imagined Abbacchio would rather Narancia squeeze in with the other Passione members. One way or another, Narancia would find a way to survive. Besides, he's aware his loud personality can get on Abbacchio's nerves, so he didn't wanna impose. He peeks up at Abbacchio with a curious eye, his expression seeming lighter. ]
'Course I'd be cool with it! That'd be dope. I'd even sleep on the couch if you asked me to.
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Nah, you'd get your own room. I'm not using it for much other than storage honestly and I don't have that much shit to move out.
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Okay. I'm down. [ Drawing back from the embrace enough to get a good read on his expression, as opposed to peeking like he had been. ] S'not like I got a lotta shit to move either.
[ this boy is always struggling in the chroma department... ]
We can probably get Mista 'n Giorno to help. You're older, so you can probably just tell them to!
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Sounds good to me.
...Hey. We're gonna manage. All right? [And he does want to be... better. Be good for his friends. He won't fuck up this second chance.]
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[ That's the way things have always been between the gang - always trudging along and surviving whatever way they can. Narancia doesn't doubt that, even if they get separated for a little bit. ]
If I've got you 'n everyone else nearby, I don't gotta worry.
[ because family takes care of family!! ]