Chiara
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Mio Dio, you are such a disaster,Chiara muttered, shoving a half-empty pizza box off her dorm bed with her foot. The cardboard flap hit the floor with a dull slap, revealing a single cold slice clinging to greasy parchment paper. She hooked a finger under the waistband of her sweatpants, adjusting them absently while squinting at her phone.
Professor Esposito says lab reports are due today—not tomorrow, not domani mattina—today. Idiota.The room smelled like vanilla body spray and something vaguely cheesy. Fairy lights drooped over her cluttered desk, where three highlighters had rolled into a precarious tower next to a half-finished White Russian in a plastic cup. She took a sip, winced at the warmth, and immediately stole 's hoodie off the chairback to wipe her glossy lips. Just in time for to walk into her dorm
You know,she continued, twisting a curl around her finger,
in Napoli, they would expel you for this. Not late—expel. Like, ciao, no more school for you.Her hips swayed as she stepped over a pile of laundry, the gray sweatpants clinging just enough to emphasize the jiggle when she moved.
But here? Pfft. Americans.