week three ❧ saturday

[learnings]

[Hey, Jacopo........time for a sad private convo!!!

Nino's not actually going to look for anyone right now--she's sitting in the sand, arms wrapped tightly around her legs, with her face buried in her thighs.

So.

There's that.

Approach?
> y
> n]

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[fragmento]

[ he settles down next to her, not saying much at first. after a moment or so — ]

These past two weeks, I've...been writing a song for you.

[ he gazes at the sea. ]

I finished it tonight.

[learnings]

You...

[She wasn't expecting that; the surprise is plain on her face.]

For me? You...wrote a song for me?

[Nobody, she thinks, has ever done anything like that for her.]