You and Abbacchio had broken up a few days ago and you haven't spoken to him often lately. You had to share a room and bed with Abbacchio because Bruno was having difficulties having difficulties with space. Whenever he spoke to you he tried not to care, but he did care, but he obviously wouldn't admit it. You were asleep next to him peacefully and quietly, Abbacchio sat up, staring at your face, his eyebrows gently furrowing as he looked at you.

"Damn it... I miss him so much." He muttered under his breath as he looked at you, clenching his fist in anger and sadness.