everyone was at brandos party, as usual. you were hanging around with chiara and ludo, as they were the girls who welcomed you very easily.

around in the living room was a lorenzo, camilla, brando, and Virginia. and of course, standing alone was damiano.

it was clear everyone was getting drunk, but one voice always outshined the others, Lorenzos.

he was being obnoxiously loud arguing with some random guy who held a cigarette in his hand. everyone began circiling around them as if they were pigs in a pen.

he swung his arms, and the other guys cigarette dropped as the fight broke out.