Lusting For You

Due- Come Fly With Me

Searching through the snack isle at the supermarket closest to the flat. I was feeling in the mood for some kind of snacks, but I couldn't decide which one I wanted. I ended up choosing Nutella Biscuits, and Oro Ciok.

"Are you ready" I heard Damiano say while running down the isle towards me.

"Yup, what did you grab"

"The basics Fonzi's, and Pan Di Stelle's" he said holding up the snacks and smiling.

"Perfect" I said pinching his cheek and walking away.

We left the store with our goods, including the snacks we bought and started the walk back to the flat. It wasn't bad since we were both conscious about what we bought, since we would have to carry it back.

It really was a nice walk, aside from the things that come with living in a city, but the weather is nice today. My mind started to wonder about going to the beach later. When it was interrupted by a thought that would annoy Damiano.

I put my gaze to him, of course he had already dug into the Fonzi's, he noticed me looking and offered me some. I couldn't deny it. He dumped some into my hand.

"So um, have you had cocaine at all recently" I said poking at his recent attention from Eurovision.

"Oh haha very funny Cali, if you could tell by all the cocaine wrappers in my room that I do it every night" he said, I bursted out into laughter.

"I'm just fucking with you" I laughed, "seriously cocaine wrappers?"

"See, I know nothing, you try putting your head close to the table on live television and see where it gets you"

"Dami, Dami, Dami, I assure you that once I become in the public eye I will not be sniffing tables, unlike some people I know, what were you even doing" I said smirking at him. He turned around and started waking backwards.

"That is between me and the table, but I sure as hell wasn't doing cocaine" he said crossing his arms.

"That's what they all say" I said walking past him. By now we had made it back to the flat. I started unlocking the door. While Damiano grabbed the mail.

"Caelia! You got a letter from your school" he said walking into the flat and to the kitchen where I already was.

"Really, did you open it already?"

"Maybe"

"What does it say" I said turning towards him, and reaching for the paper. He lunged back reading it.

"Seems to me that you are the best in your class!" he sang. Still not letting me have the paper.

"Oh, that's it" I said.

"That's your reaction, Caelia this is a big deal" he said letting his guard down in confusion.

"It's not that serious or important Dami" I said ripping the paper away from him.

"Not important. Are you crazy? You go to one of the top fashion schools in Rome, and win best designer in your class" he said excitedly. His smile was contagious, I began to smile while I looked between the paper and Dami.

"When you put it that way, it sounds like a big deal to me". I've always been a humble person, anything like an award or even bragging rights from the school I go to just seems meh to me. It's just normal to me. I forgot to mention I am in the final weeks of at fashion design at the Accademia Costume & Moda. Soon I hope to be able to design and put together different stage costumes for the band. We already have it worked out, I just need to get my degree first.