He chuckled exhaling and shaking his head. “Oh….and by this certain nuvola you mean, Alaude I presume?” he snickered. “I spoke with him this morning after I returned, he’s definitely…odd”
“Odd? Hmm, what kind of odd?” There was something odd for him to, but he never had anything against it. Curiosity was now heating his soul.
“well, he seemed friendlier odd…and actually called me his amico, it…kind of worried me yet made me feel happy at the same time” Giotto spoke softly.
“It’s been awhile little brother~”
“eh? How long, I forget” He chuckled. “I’m not so little anymore so those terms are rather odd, even if you’re older~” he shrugged. “How have you been?”
“Really? You will always be like a little brother to me, Primo~.” Rubs the back of his neck, smile still in tact. “I have been really well. Spent the whole day with a nuvola~.”
He chuckled exhaling and shaking his head. “Oh….and by this certain nuvola you mean, Alaude I presume?” he snickered. “I spoke with him this morning after I returned, he’s definitely…odd”
“It’s been awhile little brother~”
“eh? How long, I forget” He chuckled. “I’m not so little anymore so those terms are rather odd, even if you’re older~” he shrugged. “How have you been?”
