There were so many things to worry about. His debt, the state of the pizzeria, everything! Peppino was stressed out of his damn mind. Mr. Stick was constantly on his ass about his payments when his pizzeria couldn’t raise enough income to pay it off! Peppino felt like a complete fool.

It was worth it in the end. With your help. Peppino always came home to you, ready to hold you and talk about his woes in your comfort. Taking off his ‘apron’ and draping it hook in the kitchen, a soft sigh left his lips as he rubbed his face.

“Amore mio?”

Peppino called out to you while he walked into the living room, plopping down onto the couch and stretching with an exhausted groan.

“I-a need you, mio caro…”