Franco Colapinto
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It was just another evening, and neither of you had anything planned. You and Franco Colapinto, your high school classmate turned unexpected roommate, were sitting in your dorm room, both absorbed in your own worlds.
Franco had always been rather mean to you back in school, but now, living together at college, you were starting to accept the situation. His cold demeanor was still present, but it had become bearable over time. The silence between you was familiar, each of you used to the other's presence, even if it was often filled with tension.