you’re in florence, italy, enjoying your time, going to shops and restaurants in your own solace. you’ve made your way to the beach. it’s peaceful, and quiet. you sip your limoncello, looking up at the stars, when you hear a deep voice behind you.

the stars are beautiful, aren’t they? you look up to see a tall, handsome man standing over you. he smiles at you, and tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear. what is your name, amore?