I'm not a fan of TV shows but I do enjoy seeing them with someone else. It was the only way I could have my attention span let me see shows.
As I stepped into the sitting room, Luciano was sitting on the couch. His leg was wrapped up and he had the remote in his hands.
"Hey." I smiled as I got closer.
He turned to look at me briefly and then turned his face away. He didn't try to hide the disgust on his face, did he hate me that much? Was he still mad at me because of what happened few days ago?
"What's that?" I asked pointing at the Tv.
Since he didn't say anything about it, If I pretend not to mind, he might not talk about it too.
Yet, Luciano didn't respond to me. He just continued looking at the screen of his phone.
"What's happening in the show?" I asked again.
"I'm not watch
