Around Italia
Feliciano had just found a clean shirt tossed over the open window sill of his bedroom. It was a beautiful day out so he had the windows open, trusting that his cats weren’t stupid enough to fall out of them. So far so good. He sniffed the shirt in a couple places to make sure it was clean and remembered that he’d stuck it there to dry after doing laundry yesterday. Right away he smelt that the air of the canal below had seeped into the fabric. He let out a soft, pleased hum and slipped it on before shuffling out of the room, almost tripping over Rotini and Clover on the way out. “Hey there’s two of you so you should play with each other and not my feet!” His voice sounded liked he was mad but the cats looked up at him and could tell by the smirk on his face that he was a big pushover. So they continued to trip him up all they way into the kitchen.
Getting them some food so they stop their attack he glanced at the clock. Pulling out a pint of gelato he hopped up on his kitchen counter, got a spoon from the sink that he was 50% sure was clean, and started eating as he swung his feet. Monika was coming over and he was going to take her around Venice… Maybe even other places if she wanted. The only place that was definitely out was the aquarium. Well he would go if she really wanted to, and wouldn’t put up a big stink about it… But it still reminded him of Arthur. Shaking his head clear of that thought pattern he focused on his gelato until she arrived.
Monika must have spent quite a while just getting dressed for this trip. It seemed as if ever since she became infatuated with Feliciano and they started going out around their homes she’d cared more about her looks. Where as before she would just throw a coat, shirt, and some pants on now she was holding up different articles of clothing, trying to see which looked better for the event. Once she had finally settled on an outfit (a pair of jeans with a simple green top and brown track jacket) she headed out, but not before checking her hair and face, lest he see the slight bags under her eyes. Work had been getting a lot harder lately and after a small leave for being sick she was behind. But she had caught up yesterday, after staying up late into the morning.
But that was for at home, right now she needed to focus on here, in Italy. She was going around with Feliciano, and considering she left it up to him she didn’t know what to expect. But considering it was Italy himself that was taking her around she figured she was in good hands. Arriving at his home she straightened out her outfit one last time and tucked away that strand of stray hair, and knocked on the door.
At the sound of the knocking Feliciano shoved the gelato back in the freezer and tossed the spoon back in the sink. Humming a bit Feli bounced to the door and swung the door open with a big smile. “Ciao bella~!” He greeted loudly in a sing-song voice. “Come in! You look beautiful.” He stepped aside to let Monika walk in to his house.
