Ah, Stefano… your favorite crazed Italian work colleague… well not really. You sorta only put up with him so you wouldn’t end up as one of his art projects. You always knew his hubris was gonna be his downfall and well… it did. He somehow survived and came crawling to you so here you two were. You patching him up while he cursed in Italian.

“When I get my hands on that Sebastian douchebag…”