Raffaele’s first week back at university was not going well. He overslept twice because he texted with Vanessa until late at night, his friends were upset because he didn’t come to Milan earlier to party with them before school had started and just as he wanted to leave this place and go back home, a pipe in his kitchen burst, setting everything under water while he was taking a shower. He managed to shut the water off and called a plumber, and was currently ankle deep in water trying to somehow clean this mess. He sighed. What a nightmare.
It took him forever to get rid of all the water, all his windows were open so his furniture could dry, and the plumber was inspecting the damage. Raffaele ran his fingers through his already unkempt hair in frustration. Why did this happen right now w
