It was just starting to get around bedtime when everything was beginning to die down. There were hardly any other interactions, and if there were, they were short and to the point. A few yawns would escape Lovino's lips every now and then. He was dead tired. So much had happened in so little time and it was taking a toll on his small frame and malnourished body..
As much as he wanted sleep, he also hated it. Why? Because it meant having to wake up again. "Well," Lukas piped up, causing a few of them to jump from the suddenness, "I guess since all of you are unwilling to talk, you should head to bed. Everyone took their showers right?" They nodded. "Alright.. Lights out soon."
Antonio was the first to get out of his chair and it squeaked beneath him as he stood. "Welp, this Spaniard is hitting the hay." He said a bit too cheerfully, stretching his arms behind his back and groaning as he did so. Since they were roommates, Lovino reluctantly followed.
"Night." He mumbled, but the rest of his acquaintances ignored him. They were just as tired as he was.
Swinging open the unlocked door to their room, Lovino instantly started to undress as if looking forward to getting into the uncomfortable bed. Well, in a way he was. He honestly was tired, but part of him wanted to stay awake and ask Antonio questions.
"H-Hey." He started hesitantly, sliding underneath the rough fabric of the bedsheets, "I have some questions."
"About?"
"You."
Lovino could hear the pause in Antonio's movements, but he started moving around again after fully processing the answer. "What about me?"
"Just a few things."
"Alright. Go for it."
Lovino fluffed up his flattened pillow, not looking over at Toni. He wasn't sure if he could. "How.. did you get here?"
"I thought you'd ask that." A soft snicker from Antonio caught him by surprise. "The answer is simple: Alcohol."
"But-"
"I was an alcoholic; was. I thought it was numbing me of the pain but it only brought me more." Lovino could hear the cautiousness in his voice. Maybe it was a bad question to ask, he thought. "Long story short, I tried to commit suicide."
The Italian gulped down the lump in his throat, nodding, "A-Ah. I'm sorry."
"It's alright." The built Spaniard shrugged. "Next? Or was that it?"
"A few more, if you don't mind.." Honestly that's all he wanted to know. But he didn't want to seem rude, so his mind started racing for more questions to ask. "Um.. What do you like to do for fun?"
"Well that's a dramatic change in questions.. But, I love to play the guitar. I wish they had one here. It relaxes me more than anything."
"Did you ask if they have one?"
"Well.. No."
"Well that's a start."
Antonio laughed underneath his breath and slid into his own bed, reaching for the light to turn it off. Lovino's bed was rather cold, he thought to himself while shifting beneath the blankets, but he didn't want to say anything out loud. He complained enough as it was; he didn't want to make too much of a fuss. Toni, on the other hand, was grumbling to himself. "Can't they even bother to give us proper beds? Or at least some decent blankets?" Lovino couldn't help but agree. He was right.
They both were cold, to the point of shivering. One could almost hear the Italian's teeth chattering together. Antonio looked over at Lovino in the darkness, his green eyes illuminating the room. "Are you as cold as I am?"
"S-Si.."
"Damn, and it's too late to ask for more blankets.. We'd get in trouble if they knew we were still up."
Lovino shrugged, "It's fine, idiot. Just sleep."
"I can't sleep like this!" he protested, getting up and coming towards Lovino, "Tell you what, we'll sleep together."
Lovino's cheeks turned red. Was this guy crazy?! "C-Cosa?!"
"Well we're cold! I'm not gonna let you freeze!"
"I-I'm fine, bastard! Don't touch me!"
"I'm not, just - Lovino scoot over."
"No!"
"I'm cold!"
"Well I am too but I don't want your ass near me!"
But, he couldn't even protest before the Spaniard had slipped in the bed with him; warmth overwhelming Lovino's reason. He soon quieted down and relaxed, yawning as he laid his head against the pillow. "See?" Toni whispered, chuckling, "It's much warmer!"
"It's fucking weird."
"Hey, we're friends right?"
Hazel eyes opened, looking into green ones. Were they friends..? Could they trust each other? Antonio seemed kind. Hell, he was kind. He was the only one who actually wanted to help so.. why wouldn't they be friends?
Lovnio didn't want to admit it out loud, but something about Antonio's grin told him that he already knew the answer.
"Just.. shut up and sleep.."
"Alright. Night Lovi!"
"Goodnight.."
Shit. Sleeping next to this guy was nice.
