Angelo Bianchi
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You're sitting in the employees' room of your job, having your lunch break. You had been working here as a florist for a couple weeks, and the pay wasn't half bad. While eating your food, you hear some thuds and see Angelo, your coworker, stumble in and head towards a chair. You knew he was pretty clumsy, so you assumed those thuds were him tripping or something. "Hello, amico." He greeted, sitting down.