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Fugo and Trish unboarded the Train, they needed to do the check-in in the hotel, Fugo searched on his phone if tortoises lived in this area, no success
The day was just starting, the cold dissipating
- Do you know where do we need to go? - Her phrase ended with a yawn, the first time he heard her yawn, holding a tortoise, wearing his coat, talking in a train station at 5 am
- Yeah, a few blocks away from here - He didn't even sleep
- That's so far away! Can't we call a taxi? - One of her eyes still fought to stay closed, the other one didn't seem focused
- Well I can't afford another taxi, Giorno gave me a discount but it isn't enough - he wasn't lying, but in the end, he planned to bargain with the driver, he already had less then accounted for, and taxis at 5 am sounds unreasonable
- Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh why? Can't you just carry me?
He considered, on one side, being close to Trish, on the other, she might be heavy, and he isn't very strong himself
He opted to do the first one, he really couldn't find any other idea
- C'mon, hop in - He gestioned for her to get in his back - But you'll have to hold yourself, I have to carry our luggage
- ok....
Fuck, she WAS heavy, but Fugo's only lesson from Mista was, never ever comment on a girl's weight, ever, under no circunstance
The only thing he ever said that made some level of sense
Good thing her bags had wheels, or else he wouldn't be able do handle it, Coco Jumbo laid confortably with it's head out of Fugo's own bag
She was really trying to stay in place, and her huge breasts were on his head
Fugo had a crawling feeling that he wouldn't be able to stay like that much more
The walk was agonizingly long, but they finally got to the average at best hotel, he spend all his savings on this, and Massimo contributed as much as he could
Him trying his best to not hit Trish's now asleep head on the door was the actual hardest part of the day for him, yet
It did look hilarious to the lady in the counter, considering how many better options he had but he was too shy to wake her up
He finally did it, and got to the counter
- Room 77 - He gave her his receipt, struggling to keep Trish in place
- Here it is, and, no animals allowed - She pointed at Jumbo
- _Please_ - He spoke softly, pleading - I won't have anywhere else to put it
She stared at her in disbelief
- It is uncapable of making a mess, it's a tortoise, please
She looked a bit too invested in argueing whether or not a turtle was safe for a hotel
- Look, if you let a harmless turtle pass, I'll give you exactly 2 euros - He didn't like it, but well, leaving the turtle was a no, and his money was specially separated for four things, Hotel, Food, Ticket here and Ticket back
She took it from his hand, seemed somewhat satisfied, she couldn't ask much more either
He struggled to get inside the elevator, now he had understood how to harmlessly pass through doors with Trish as piggyback, he was getting good at this
They got to the room and Fugo had a memory come back, he had picked a room for two people, there was only one bed, he could have swore that he picked a room for multiple people, but no, oh boy
Gently put her in the bed, covering her, he planned to go eat something, but he'd wait for her to wake up
He gently undid his backpack, leaving hers near the wardrobe, god knew what would be inside them, they weren't intimate
Coco Jumbo was put on the table, the tortoise admired the semi-empty street outside
He didn't get his coat back, he'd suffer in the cold room until she woke up, didn't seem like a fair trade
Eventually she woke up
- Fugo? - She asked, seeing his very light blond hair, if one was to look from far away, it looked white
- Yeah, good morning - He was messing with his 3ds, replaying Pokemon Black, again
- How long have I slept?
- Now it's 8 am, not much actually
- It's so cold
- Probably because you're warm inside the covers - He said smiling, her sight was just something that made him happy
- Are you cold? you're pale
- Nothing that I'm not used to, by the way, are you hungry?
- A bit, what do we have
- Crappy room service, how about we check out the area?
- Yeah, I'll get dressed - She got up, and got red too, as she remembered she was using Fugo's coat all along - I'M SO SORRY I WAS USING IT, YOU KNOW YOU COULD TAKE IT FROM ME, I DON'T MIND - Trish removed the coat and gave it back to him, that nodded
- No problem - he gesticulated to further his point - You seemed to enjoy it, I wouldn't just take it
- I'm so sorry Fugo
- Hmm Trish, if you want, you can call me Pannacotta, or something along these lines, or just Fugo if you will - He knew that Massimo was going to call him either Pannacotta, either Pan, so he wanted to say it himself
- Your actual name is Pannacotta? - She looked dumbfounded
- Yes, but my surname is indeed Fugo, and I personally prefer that people call me Fugo at work, since it's faster to say, but if you want to call me like that, I call you Trish, not Una, I hope I got my point across - He scratched the back of his head, he was pretty sure he messed up, again
- Ok, I'm a bit surprised, but can I blame you? - He genuinely thought she was going to laugh at his name, like Mista and Narancia did - Pannacotta is a long name - What a surprise - But I think I'll call you Panni from now on ok?
- Yeah, fine - He got red, and when he agreed her eyes lit up
- Great! I'll be getting dressed, find somewhere for *Coco*! - She closed the bathroom door
- Ok, I'll find a place for *Jumbo*! - They still were in that war about the tortoise's name
Trish got out of the bathroom, and Fugo stole a bit of lettuce from downstairs, they made a makeshift spot for Coco Jumbo, and left to a nearby restaurant
The food wasn't bad, but the place was cheap anyway, they both ate spaghetti
Time was checked, and Massimo's wedding was this night, so they kept looking around in the city, Trish buying things with her credit card, after money was transferred to her by Diavolo
It was 6 pm, but Massimo had made Fugo his best man, and wanted to meet him in private
- PAN!
- MASSIMO!
The two hugged smiling, basically forgetting Trish and Angelica even were in the room
- Oh god Massimo it's been so long! What have you been doing?
- Man I've been painting, recently I'm not working on movies a lot
- You can draw?
- Well, yeah
- I've been wanting to know how to draw!
- Well I've been wanting to learn how to cook, we're fair!
Angelica and Trish left the room, they seemed to also be happily talking
The two didn't need to talk about deep things, they knew everything about eachother
The day went by, Massimo was getting dressed with Fugo and an older looking man, his other best man
The place was beautiful, the wedding was outdoors, plenty of photographers, and he now talked to the older man while Massimo had some interviews
- So you must be Pannacotta Fugo - The man had grey hairs, used a cane, and was quite short, he used a black suit with a white shirt underneath - Massimo talks about you a lot!
- Really? Well, let me know your name too!
- Vladimir Kocaqi, you can call me Vladimir, or just Vlad
- You're the Mr. Kocaqi Massimo talked about the whole day!
- Correct I presume, I don't understand why people young like you talk so much about old men like me, I should be the one talking, he made me proud, like a son I've never had
- That's so good, having someone to care about so much
- You don't even know
Massimo shushed them knowing that Angelica was coming
She appeared stunning at the door, Fugo objectively thought she was stunning, but he wasn't one to overthink on his childhood friend's wife
He finally found Trish, she was all the way back in one of the last rows, how unlucky, in a not-so-perfect world, either she was Angelica's Best Woman, but in a truly perfect world, Trish would be walking up the altar, while he stood up there, Massimo and Bruno by his side as his Best Mans, Narancia, Mista, Giorno and many others in the first rows, His grandma smiling fondly at him
But this was his, not perfect, but good, world, where his friend was happy, and an inspiration for Fugo
The vowels happened, and the two kissed, sealing their relationship
Fugo couldn't stop considering that, it could be him and Trish in that altar, but life went on